<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639</id><updated>2011-10-01T14:45:08.174+08:00</updated><category term='CHARITY'/><category term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><category term='MEMOIR'/><category term='MISCELLLANEOUS'/><category term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Family)'/><category term='SILLY'/><category term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Birthday)'/><category term='TUNES STUCK IN MY HEAD'/><category term='GUITAR'/><category term='SNAP SHOTS'/><category term='CELEBRATION'/><category term='BONNY'/><category term='DAY OUT'/><category term='BALI'/><category term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><category term='END'/><category term='P365'/><category term='LUKAS'/><category term='FOOD'/><category term='FEELINGS'/><category term='COLLEGE'/><category term='HAPPENINGS'/><category term='VACATION'/><category term='THOUGHTS'/><category term='BROKEN'/><category term='JOB'/><category term='MELBOURNE TRIP 09'/><category term='LIFE ISSUES'/><category term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE'/><title type='text'>yet another jolly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8259688511232099490</id><published>2010-08-08T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T19:28:45.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi there people, I'm taking my time to post this so please take note. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, it's just a friendly notice to my remaining 3 and a half readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm moving to a new blog because I've been thinking where to put all my repressed thoughts out of my mind. And yes, the blogwhore regains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here, you shall reach me to - &lt;a href="http://thr33-things.blogspot.com"&gt;Three Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;see you there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8259688511232099490?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8259688511232099490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8259688511232099490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8259688511232099490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8259688511232099490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-blog.html' title='NEW BLOG'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3472698932584329055</id><published>2010-07-27T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:21:54.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='END'/><title type='text'>THE END OF THE JOLLY ADVENTURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi people. This is the last greetings you're gonna get from me in this space. That's right. I'm ending this blog with this post :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, the reason being is just too surreal I'm not gonna reveal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's just say bye to each other and we'll see each other somewhere, I think :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You never know how strong you are until, being strong is the only choice you have" -Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3472698932584329055?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3472698932584329055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3472698932584329055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3472698932584329055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3472698932584329055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/07/end-of-jolly-adventure.html' title='THE END OF THE JOLLY ADVENTURE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-450819270012131997</id><published>2010-07-25T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T11:05:37.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><title type='text'>CHERATING GETAWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We booked each other 2 months ago, and finally, the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; reaches. Look how desperate we were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to have a slight getaway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEuovX3UfgI/AAAAAAAACrU/m1ATrdJwZRE/s400/DSC_5713.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497673301949185538" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Cherating's beaches can be real beautiful at certain areas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. According to the locals, there is real and fake cherating beaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. All of us have grew up, in different ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. The usual 4 of us who bought our big cameras were still loving the photography. Phew~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Damn it, I missed their seafood and keropok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. I am greatful we're still able to be together :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all about it. I've got so much to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-450819270012131997?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/450819270012131997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=450819270012131997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/450819270012131997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/450819270012131997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/07/cherating-getaway.html' title='CHERATING GETAWAY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEuovX3UfgI/AAAAAAAACrU/m1ATrdJwZRE/s72-c/DSC_5713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7457300699130591291</id><published>2010-07-22T10:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T10:54:44.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Birthday)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LUKAS'/><title type='text'>THE STORY OF LUKAS'S 1 YEAR OLD BDAY (16.7.2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEexpeDsa8I/AAAAAAAACrM/Nq-8qHi23lE/s1600/_DSC0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEexpeDsa8I/AAAAAAAACrM/Nq-8qHi23lE/s400/_DSC0121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496557196230290370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi, my name is Lukas and 16th was my first birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewF73ePNI/AAAAAAAACrE/eAf7y1iRD4Y/s1600/_DSC0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewF73ePNI/AAAAAAAACrE/eAf7y1iRD4Y/s400/_DSC0116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496555486245174482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found this stranger who is quite friendly and he brought me to somewhere who looks quite good to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewFANR8EI/AAAAAAAACq8/5HfY7_kkx4I/s1600/_DSC0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewFANR8EI/AAAAAAAACq8/5HfY7_kkx4I/s400/_DSC0125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496555470230515778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But my owner wants me to camwhore and pose with her?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewEhv3BxI/AAAAAAAACq0/iTDfABfljVA/s1600/_DSC0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewEhv3BxI/AAAAAAAACq0/iTDfABfljVA/s400/_DSC0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496555462054053650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh. Okay lah. Show you my muscles and my big butt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewEAjgerI/AAAAAAAACqs/KczreF4bvlg/s1600/_DSC0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewEAjgerI/AAAAAAAACqs/KczreF4bvlg/s400/_DSC0094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496555453143874226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oii, don't squeeze me. Damn it. I'm suffocating! Okay okay, I'll look on the camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewD4tqLPI/AAAAAAAACqk/TY21_gBsbec/s1600/_DSC0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEewD4tqLPI/AAAAAAAACqk/TY21_gBsbec/s400/_DSC0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496555451038969074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My owner who always want to act cute. Boring lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEesidn1uiI/AAAAAAAACqc/hI6v4pOGPbU/s1600/_DSC0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEesidn1uiI/AAAAAAAACqc/hI6v4pOGPbU/s400/_DSC0090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496551578296236578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So boring /yawns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEesh9Q0oGI/AAAAAAAACqU/Iv6Kpc3IF30/s1600/_DSC0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEesh9Q0oGI/AAAAAAAACqU/Iv6Kpc3IF30/s400/_DSC0086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496551569609760866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't you see that I'm very tired?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEeshekv9xI/AAAAAAAACqM/ZZoZz_i-BCI/s1600/_DSC0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEeshekv9xI/AAAAAAAACqM/ZZoZz_i-BCI/s400/_DSC0083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496551561371842322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at me, stupid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEeshNrGi9I/AAAAAAAACqE/-0IEC3sNUp4/s1600/_DSC0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEeshNrGi9I/AAAAAAAACqE/-0IEC3sNUp4/s400/_DSC0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496551556835085266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's go home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEesggkCU-I/AAAAAAAACp8/nxg8muLiVBw/s1600/_DSC0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEesggkCU-I/AAAAAAAACp8/nxg8muLiVBw/s400/_DSC0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496551544725853154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've already deteriorated my speed but you're still slower than me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My birthday is just wasted like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7457300699130591291?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7457300699130591291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7457300699130591291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7457300699130591291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7457300699130591291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/07/story-of-lukass-1-year-old-bday.html' title='THE STORY OF LUKAS&apos;S 1 YEAR OLD BDAY (16.7.2010)'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TEexpeDsa8I/AAAAAAAACrM/Nq-8qHi23lE/s72-c/_DSC0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1452335400166816315</id><published>2010-07-12T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:11:12.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>MANAGE TO SPEND SOME TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been an amazingly occupied week. Thank godness. I've came to lots of conclusion in life. Well, it's true. It's been a real true thing from what I had learnt from my counseling group once I had during my undergrad. I remember and is still practising it. It says that we couldn't foresee what's in the future. We could plan. But should we forbid ourselves from doing things we want RIGHT NOW 'coz its the future that we had planned? No. The importance should be put into NOW. And the latter might now be as important as we have rated now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THREE BEAUTIFUL THINGS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. TRIPS. Pretty obvious. I'm always planning trips to make myself..erm.. look forward to? To getaway from all the hectic lifes. To get away from all the problems and relax my mind. Very self explanatory. I'm going to Cherating this weekend. Wuuhoo. And then my aunt have just impulsively booked Hong Kong this December. Wuuhoo? And yes, the long long awaited trip with Poh to Krabi next year January. Very much the most anticipated one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. HEALTH. Been a havoc. Very. Okay. I admitted that I was quite depressed by some life issues that I was facing and so I attributed it with luck and then I refused to look for a doctor to scientifically explain my health problem. Now everything is okay, and my mind well coordinated with my motor functions which one day took me to meet a doctor. He said, I, basically, lack of immunity. I, basically, lack of blood (Did Edward Cullen sucked me every night?). I, basically, too much gases on my stomach (which is true since I'm young, thus the constant gastric problems). And lastly, I, basically, well, have to EAT MORE. What is this?!!!! They never see me eat before lah! My thunder thighs are screaming no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. WORK. When have u last forbid yourself from opening the mail from Jobstreet.com/JobsDB.com or whatever jobs searching engines which auto matches your qualification? I DID. For the first time! Since I've started my working journey as a well trained marketing cum con people employee till now as an officially tuition tutor and social worker, this is the very first time I totally ignored this kind of mail. Now, I assume that my fingers were not lazy to click and my eyes were still able to read and that I have got the job that I really wanted that is why I don't want to look for another? Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 other beautiful things on the way down. I'll have to go to the bed now and will update more with some shootings I did during my leisures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TATA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1452335400166816315?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1452335400166816315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1452335400166816315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1452335400166816315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1452335400166816315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/07/manage-to-spend-some-time.html' title='MANAGE TO SPEND SOME TIME'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1317061824216872062</id><published>2010-07-10T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:42:38.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>OFF SITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the weekend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1317061824216872062?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1317061824216872062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1317061824216872062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1317061824216872062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1317061824216872062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/07/off-site.html' title='OFF SITE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-516314960528305541</id><published>2010-07-07T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:46:52.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><title type='text'>SNIP IN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi all. Been really really busy recently. My usual routine would be working from 9am in the morning till the wee hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's been fun! Fun to work with special kids. Fun to teach normal kids and fun to find myself occupied with so many things. Sometimes, I can really missed my dinner or lunch because well, that's how busy I am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And busyness is excellent because I don't have the time to go shopping which means I'm gonna go over Poh in our saving competition. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh btw, PKIK's lunch is good. Not to say they serve really luxury food, but it tasted good. I even told CK that the thing that kept me going there is the food. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And oh, I'm taking a day off today too. How often do you take day off but never have to inform your superior? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh ya. Many have asked me this question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHAT AM I BUSYING WITH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND HELL YES, I'VE BEEN STAYING AT HOME ALL DAY LONG?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm working 3 jobs right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Volunteer at PKIK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Give tuition (super hectic when it's full time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Secretary to the bf. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my untouched conference work since eons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to work again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BYE PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-516314960528305541?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/516314960528305541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=516314960528305541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/516314960528305541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/516314960528305541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/07/snip-in.html' title='SNIP IN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8477002246073998584</id><published>2010-06-30T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T13:07:57.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><title type='text'>REPLENISHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt abit weird today. Haha. Felt fresh, felt like a brand new start. Tomorrow's my first day of social working and I kinda felt nervous about it. I mean I doesn't have any idea with what's upcoming and things that I need to challenge myself doing it, particularly my firing ability which would just break the threshold with just a pinch. /pats self on the back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, my migrane's been better. Went to the mind body soul healing center and got them 'pushed' all my bad 'qi' out from my body. No more pain killers for the week, thank god. I had been eating pain killers like mint sweets. Hope it goes off and never comes back again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, for the past weeks that I didn't noticed, I kinda lost my appetite. The worst week was last week in which for 6 days consecutively, I only consume a bread/3 spoons of porridge a day. When I force myself to eat a full meal, I puked thereafter. For a moment, I thought I was having bulimia. Say thanks to migrane. Haha. I've lost 3 kg + and today, I finally felt the urge to eat. I felt my stomach growling :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, I'm starting on my tuition work. Had some students, not much but still it's a good start (looking at the cup half filled analogy, haha). More to come, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright. That's it. I'll update more on my days with PKIK then. I'm really looking forward to it :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8477002246073998584?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8477002246073998584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8477002246073998584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8477002246073998584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8477002246073998584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/06/replenishing.html' title='REPLENISHING'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4025950725470009171</id><published>2010-06-24T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T23:34:42.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>WHAT'S MORE BITTER THIS YEAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TCN6V_vDjDI/AAAAAAAACp0/tpcZCLy5Q60/s1600/good-news-migraine-sufferers-01-af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TCN6V_vDjDI/AAAAAAAACp0/tpcZCLy5Q60/s400/good-news-migraine-sufferers-01-af.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486363289372036146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am diagnosed with migrane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's inherited from the mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's more bitter this year?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please come ALL at once. I have enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BREATH IN. BREATH OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite the fact that I am looking at every positive side possible, everything comes against me pushing me into a corner where I could only hide myself and never look out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TELL ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS IS IT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4025950725470009171?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4025950725470009171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4025950725470009171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4025950725470009171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4025950725470009171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-more-bitter-this-year.html' title='WHAT&apos;S MORE BITTER THIS YEAR?'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TCN6V_vDjDI/AAAAAAAACp0/tpcZCLy5Q60/s72-c/good-news-migraine-sufferers-01-af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4536629903332875146</id><published>2010-06-23T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:07:46.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><title type='text'>IZ TOTALLY NOT MY YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh. I came to survive. It's end of JUNE! Half a year more and 2010 is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooooo many things, soooo many problems, soooo many changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For good. Quickly give me more luck and I live a slightly better half of 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesh give me give me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or else I'll be dying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4536629903332875146?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4536629903332875146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4536629903332875146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4536629903332875146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4536629903332875146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/06/iz-totally-not-my-year.html' title='IZ TOTALLY NOT MY YEAR'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-6437832772986463192</id><published>2010-06-22T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:18:03.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><title type='text'>TO DO LIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TCAq95ka4oI/AAAAAAAACps/rvl5eMaj88U/s1600/DSC03935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TCAq95ka4oI/AAAAAAAACps/rvl5eMaj88U/s400/DSC03935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485431589051228802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to snowflakes tonight! YAY! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I also plan to start on a food blog together with a friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's make snowflakes the first entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-6437832772986463192?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/6437832772986463192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=6437832772986463192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6437832772986463192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6437832772986463192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-do-list.html' title='TO DO LIST'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TCAq95ka4oI/AAAAAAAACps/rvl5eMaj88U/s72-c/DSC03935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8001459271777989824</id><published>2010-06-16T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T18:05:22.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A DREAM..OR REALITY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TBihrauccyI/AAAAAAAACpk/uluc-flrluQ/s1600/_DSC0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TBihrauccyI/AAAAAAAACpk/uluc-flrluQ/s320/_DSC0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483310313604150050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt like a dream. Just when yesterday I've ended my journey on my employment, today, I successfully got through an interview. Whoa. Just a day break, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I'll be working as a social worker, or more appropriately as a volunteer in PKIK (Pusat Kanak-Kanak Istimewa Kajang) together with CK, next month. Hehe. Sounds interesting, yet challenging, I hope so. Quite something to look forward to and hopefully this is what I want :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While with the rest of the days in June, I hope to have more fun. To complete my conference work. And to go stabilized my emotional threshold (been firing for the past months, haha) and hopefully.. I'm all ready, ready to go and challenge the next level :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quote I learnt today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS,Bookman;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="6" width="90%" bgcolor="Lavenderblush" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;"Give me a fish, I eat for a day.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me how to fish, I eat for a life time."&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8001459271777989824?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8001459271777989824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8001459271777989824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8001459271777989824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8001459271777989824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreamor-reality.html' title='A DREAM..OR REALITY?'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TBihrauccyI/AAAAAAAACpk/uluc-flrluQ/s72-c/_DSC0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5610918517510613451</id><published>2010-06-15T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:05:30.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>8 MINUTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've finally crawled out from the chimney which reminds me of how much hatred towards the XXX company, and XXX colleagues and XXX boss,. Yes. I did. And my last 15 days was the worst 15 days of all days this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To cut that short, I have to work like a ..slave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was my last day stepping into that weird table of mine which I have been sanitizing it every morning. It's been 3 months and 15 days. Can't believe I did that every single day to keep myself alert of the fumes in the close area in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After all the things I've handed in, the boss asked me to leave at about 5pm, and it was 3 hours earlier than my off time. Happiness. I quickly dig all the things and left with a very very VERY happy smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite that, I had difficulty saying goodbye sometimes. Only that I know I miss my colleagues the most. The endless gossiping and backstabbing (opps) on our boss, and the new colleague, and the sharing is caring concept that we practise when it comes to food, and the movies that we watched together when the boss is not around...and the list goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aside from all the skills that I had learnt from this XXX company, down to earth, I think that these 3 months+ wasn't a waste. At least, I had sweet goodbye messages from them which made me smile the whole night and then decided to note it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep in touch and all the best. Hope you both could make your way and ditch the XXX boss. We'll miss you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: strongly and absolutely think both of them won't read it because it's all written in English. Anyway, learn your English and get a better job!!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5610918517510613451?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5610918517510613451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5610918517510613451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5610918517510613451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5610918517510613451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/06/8-minutes.html' title='8 MINUTES'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1180715723360201096</id><published>2010-06-07T19:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:19:14.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>I KNOW, I KNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been a long long time since I last posted something sweet and happy. Haha. Neither can I justify why because I can tell you that I'm still on a very emo and anger state while typing this must-be-happy-post. Quite depressing if you ask me. How could a person live in agony all these while? What if tomorrow's the end of the world and I could possibly die with an agony face? Gosh. Anyway, with the super loads of free time I have, I wonder. I wonder, what could make a person soooo happy that he/she will possibly jump up and down and run around like a kid. I miss those moments. Moments of being a kid and when that inner child was released, you could never stop it. I also wonder where could I be in 5 years time? Completed my Masters. Still act like a kid, not able to control my temper? Sometimes, wondering could be fun. It gives me inner thought. Thoughts of what I have done and what I can do more to achieve better. I wonder how would my life be with what I have chosen. Could it be worst or could it be best? It's a wonderific (no such word) experience if you could just wonder all day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright. Enough said. The point of this post is to unleash my happiness and forget about the grumpiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First stop - &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at Angus Steak House, Pavillion (Oh yes, it was good. How can we resist Japanese Grilled Steak?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could remember exactly it was the beginning of the month because we suddenly thought of "Spend the BoyFriend night" with our salary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;/insert motherfucking huge ass steak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; - because blogspot doesn't allowed me to upload one, I want to change to wordpress already :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The experience?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, more of the purse. The hard earned one month salary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it was awesome, really. The food I meant. Steak was perfect, salmon was juicy and prawns were spongy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second stop - &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479997697434607378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TAzc3x2MXxI/AAAAAAAACpc/JjbTH0qnJ5I/s320/_DSC0895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, some people could make me laugh till my mouth's muscle go cramp. They're important people in my life I would want to spend every second talking to them. It's just fun being next to them. They'll crack silly jokes to make you happy and you'll forget all the sorrows you have. And coming back to that, if I stay with them, I'll die with a smiley face if tomorrow's the end of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Third stop - &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHILDREN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479997690788332194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TAzc3ZFmQqI/AAAAAAAACpU/Ui8F1XNL-rg/s320/_DSC0838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As much as I love food and nice people. Children are the unconditional irresistable one thing that could never fail to put a smile on your face. Be it a day where you drove out of your house and hit a tree and you walk down to get a taxi but a lorry ran over you or the day where you thought "Hey, can I just kill myself tomorrow?" Sometimes, I secretly thought I could give up everything and give birth/adopt a child. Okay, I think I need to get married first if that was the sequence. I remember I was once told by my aunt that "Men couldn't be trusted but children are very important to your life" I agree. Totally. They just would make you happy with their naive look and you will just go "Aww!" by the card they drew for you saying "I love you, mom". Hehe. When can I have that? CHILDREN OF MY OWN, seriously?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, Zap me back please. To the cruelity of reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;/wonderific mode resumes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1180715723360201096?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1180715723360201096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1180715723360201096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1180715723360201096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1180715723360201096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-know-i-know.html' title='I KNOW, I KNOW'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/TAzc3x2MXxI/AAAAAAAACpc/JjbTH0qnJ5I/s72-c/_DSC0895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3276307374008285149</id><published>2010-05-31T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:56:34.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3276307374008285149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3276307374008285149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3276307374008285149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3276307374008285149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/did-you-miss-him.html' title='DID YOU MISS HIM?'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-6441689633606365912</id><published>2010-05-29T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:31:19.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><title type='text'>COULDN'T, JUST COULDN'T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year is like shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've tried so hard to make it better but each time I do so, it turned out to be worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quickly. You're half year already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ZZZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-6441689633606365912?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/6441689633606365912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=6441689633606365912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6441689633606365912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6441689633606365912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/couldnt-just-couldnt.html' title='COULDN&apos;T, JUST COULDN&apos;T'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2716561939034250770</id><published>2010-05-27T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:16:05.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>YES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's ending. I've suddenly peeped on my letter of appointment that it says 2 weeks prior to give notice if I were to quit my job. Hence, I am leaving sooner than expected. So happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the other stuffs was the greatest transition of all. I hope to receive a better ending. And I must now know that I'm a grown up. To take care of my family. To savor everything in life and make it to the best. I am still me. If you look down on me, I have only one word for you my dear, You're such a great loser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for everything Dad. You're still my dad till the end of my life. I love you as much as I love mom. I hope you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ending signifies growth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2716561939034250770?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2716561939034250770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2716561939034250770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2716561939034250770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2716561939034250770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/yes.html' title='YES.'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-6262825866492272751</id><published>2010-05-22T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T17:40:41.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JOB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>MAY IS GONNA END, AND IT'S HALF THE YEAR ALREADY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S_eg_tlRAjI/AAAAAAAACpM/1Xv6lEB2Xj0/s1600/crazy_girl_in_a_graveyard_poster-p228899752988789691tdcp_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474020888520229426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S_eg_tlRAjI/AAAAAAAACpM/1Xv6lEB2Xj0/s320/crazy_girl_in_a_graveyard_poster-p228899752988789691tdcp_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.my/imglanding?q=crazy%20girl%20picture&amp;amp;imgurl=http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3147/2518823807_18c078694b.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.flickr.com/places/Norway/Rogaland%2BFylke/Stavanger%3Fq%3Dgirl&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=332&amp;amp;sz=126&amp;amp;tbnid=SBKCJlNlvoIm0M:&amp;amp;tbnh=276&amp;amp;tbnw=183&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcrazy%2Bgirl%2Bpicture&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__bxBvmtDvFvBik8y5T6Je-cy3tnk=&amp;amp;ei=kKD3S83kD8W_rAen0Z34Cg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=2&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;ved=0CBgQ9QEwAQ&amp;amp;start=0#tbnid=EmcVFQr5FZkZEM&amp;amp;start=6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh no. Just when I thought 2010 could be a tough year, we're all coming to half of the year again. Look how time gets over us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sides, this week has been really tough. Tough as in there're ups and downs as if I'm living beside a volcano not knowing when it will burst. I always hope for the better though. Saturday is here and 1 more hour, I'm set to free - to enjoy my weekend which is Sunday. One day, yes T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.This week, I was again bombarded by my family that we've got a new home 2 years from now. Happiness lah. What else? And then, suddenly, there was an extreme breakout from my mother that she'll be leaving us for some reason (I will disclose if you ask me by person, but anyway, I think most of you knew it already). I totally lost directions in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A day after, she called and say it's all okay =.=' Want me die from heartattack is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.My boss bloody damn pressure me that we're not hitting the sales target and end month gonna reach. He shouted at my salesman, in front of all of us. O.O I was so shocked, I threw my mouse while playing Social City in the office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Oh no. My aunt been taking her own sweet time in booking air tickets to Hong Kong this year end and our trip have to CANCEL T_T Due to the extremely expensive air tickets. Bye Disneyland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Hahaha. Luckily, I booked Krabi and Poh and I will be flying over next year January! At least a little compensation :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. I slipped and fell in the middle of the road and my ankle bleed mad. Thanks to the peanut brain Indian fatty boy who thinks that my Lukas was a tame dog. Lukas wanted to attack him thus, his strength beats mine, hence the fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Mother of all happiness oh my gosh I can't believe I'm typing this too :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ARUPS Conference has selected my thesis! I'll be presenting them this October. YAY me! Too happy for words :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's it people. I gonna start typing my resignation letter next week. Hope I don't change my mind, yet :D Wooo.. Sometimes I just love the hassle and bussles, this week passed in just a blink. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a wonderful weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-6262825866492272751?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/6262825866492272751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=6262825866492272751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6262825866492272751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6262825866492272751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-is-gonna-end-and-its-half-year.html' title='MAY IS GONNA END, AND IT&apos;S HALF THE YEAR ALREADY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S_eg_tlRAjI/AAAAAAAACpM/1Xv6lEB2Xj0/s72-c/crazy_girl_in_a_graveyard_poster-p228899752988789691tdcp_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4446945461833503934</id><published>2010-05-20T12:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:26:24.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><title type='text'>WHY DO MEN CHEAT ON THEIR WIVES/GIRLFRIENDS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, I pondered upon why men want to marry their wives if they could give such lame 'excuses' when they want to cheat. If they can be a betrayal to their wives, then why all the proposal and marriage at the very first place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To conclude their reasons for infidelity, there are only three top excuses:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. SEX &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. SEX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. SEX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do men only think of sex? Sex and sex? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it really THAT important that they could give up the whole family that a husband and wife built over the years? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have seriously developed a hatred towards marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It simply meant empty promises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4446945461833503934?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4446945461833503934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4446945461833503934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4446945461833503934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4446945461833503934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-do-men-cheat-on-their_20.html' title='WHY DO MEN CHEAT ON THEIR WIVES/GIRLFRIENDS?'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8083603200663571499</id><published>2010-05-15T10:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T10:28:52.631+08:00</updated><category 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8083603200663571499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8083603200663571499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8083603200663571499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/lukass-obedience-training-lesson-3.html' title='LUKAS&apos;S OBEDIENCE TRAINING LESSON #3'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8960721597531202126</id><published>2010-05-13T14:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:16:12.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>IT'S THE URGE THAT DRIVES?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been quite some time I've struggled through my first official full time job as a telemarketer, then a customer service, now a marketing trainee (yes, within 3 months, my job scope changed that fast). And many many circumstances, either between myself and my boss or my sales man and/or some telemarketers under my supervision, drove my emotional stability go haywire. Yes, just within a short period of 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last week, it was Labor Day and hence the fruitful holiday for me. I swear I was so happy because I had to work like a slave every Saturday but thank god, Labor Day falls on Saturday whereby everyone doesn't gave a damn about it because it's a holiday for them anyway. So, the point is, that was my holiday. And my boss called me all of a sudden at 5.30pm where I was half way goin to the bathroom to bath getting ready to set off to celebrate mothers' day. The phone conversation goes this way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boss: Come to the office NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: WHAT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boss: I don't have the keys to enter the office. Come now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: But.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boss:...You have to because Vivian (the admin) was away and you must come. Everything I have is left inside the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: I .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boss: Okay?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: But I'm not free right now. Goin out for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boss: Come after your dinner then. Have your dinner quick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me:....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I swear I almost teared. Teared because I was in deep anger, till I was speechless. But the situation ended up not like you can predict from the conversation though. I DIDN'T went to save my poor boss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next day, or the next whole week or so, I slacked through it because he was giving me shit face (as if he was revenging the day I didn't save him). I didn't give a damn though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Towards the end of the month, it was a havoc in the office. I gave a sarcastic advice to both my telemarketer and my salesman that they should take classes with 7 year old kids because, that's the time where they learn how to write ABC. As unbelievable as I typed this, (and I swear I never discriminate english illiterates), they just couldn't spell something as simple as "if" or rather "was", but substituting it with "iw" and "wis". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Knowing about their weaknesses in writing reports for me to compile, my eyes burnt every single day just to read their "beautiful" cursive writings. Worst of, they show no signs of remorse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enough said, enough of daily complains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can shout it out that I AM DONE AND I HAVE DECIDED TO RESIGN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sides, the question is when? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It would be either end of May, which I should now give the letter by 15th (Today's 13th, OMFG). Or mid of June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am done. And I will be done. Please wish me some luck and support my decision. The nightmare WILL END :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8960721597531202126?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8960721597531202126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8960721597531202126' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8960721597531202126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8960721597531202126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-urge-thats-drive.html' title='IT&apos;S THE URGE THAT DRIVES?'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1515214908491139154</id><published>2010-05-06T23:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:41:50.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>SUM OF ALL RIGHT NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was slipping away, that's what it felt like, life was leaving me, but I wasn't afraid; then I remembered: "There was something I was meant to do; somewhere I was meant to be."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The Lovely Bones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh that is it. After one whole month of slacking away, I finally accepted the fact that I turned 23 this year. It's a heartattack really. Not that I'm getting older by age, but the fact that I looked back on what I have accomplished for the past years is really scary, because well, there isn't much to be proud of really. Besides owning a job (that I have been whinning almost every single day), and a contented bachelor degree holder, there're really not much that occupied my life right now. And love? Pfft.. love doesn't pay you food and living. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT it gives you unconditional happiness. And it's true too, that things are easier said than done. We always expect what our other half would be and should be but does that really bring you to the real world, where things aren't all perfect and good? But then once in a while, love could manage to take over everything that despite the fact that everything else sucks, you still continue living and going through all the hardship, with the support of love. Which then life take over instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1515214908491139154?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1515214908491139154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1515214908491139154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1515214908491139154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1515214908491139154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/sum-of-all-right-now.html' title='SUM OF ALL RIGHT NOW'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3725949471490580906</id><published>2010-05-01T10:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T15:59:43.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LUKAS'/><title type='text'>A PRETTY CLOSURE, A BETTER BEGINNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frankly, as much as I adore April (part of it was because it was the month I was born, HAHA), it sucks to the max. Be it job scope, work load and erm, some personal relationship problems. Well, today's a better start. It's MAY already. And it's the last month of my probation period. Let's hope for the best people, and it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My doggie, Lukas dumb dumb was sent to Obedience Training this morning and damnit I was trained as well. It was fruitful though. Learnt alot on how to train a dog and I'm looking forward to the next class :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's some pictures of him since I've loooong not posting about him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466120806558714802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S9uP6a5Ny7I/AAAAAAAACo0/KqB8mNEB8vQ/s320/DSC03756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466120812031207058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S9uP6vR9ZpI/AAAAAAAACo8/BTr-o7fdeSE/s320/DSC03758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466120814255208354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S9uP63kM96I/AAAAAAAACpE/IiJDAa8x0Uk/s320/DSC03757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above three pictures were taken when he was resting during break. He was all exhausted because I forgot to bring his water. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alright. Have fun on your weekend people. I shall go off to bath him now :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3725949471490580906?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3725949471490580906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3725949471490580906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3725949471490580906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3725949471490580906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/05/pretty-closure-better-beginning.html' title='A PRETTY CLOSURE, A BETTER BEGINNING'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S9uP6a5Ny7I/AAAAAAAACo0/KqB8mNEB8vQ/s72-c/DSC03756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7066937547760434540</id><published>2010-04-25T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:04:56.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>IT'S THE N TIMES</title><content type='html'>Dad, this is seriously a wake up call!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7066937547760434540?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7066937547760434540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7066937547760434540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7066937547760434540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7066937547760434540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-n-times.html' title='IT&apos;S THE N TIMES'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3052713396144569790</id><published>2010-04-21T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:49:16.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>BALANCE SHEET OF LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Birth is our Opening Balance !&lt;br /&gt;Our Death is our Closing Balance!&lt;br /&gt;Our Prejudiced Views are our Liabilities&lt;br /&gt;Our Creative Ideas are our Assets&lt;br /&gt;Heart is our Current Asset&lt;br /&gt;Soul is our Fixed Asset&lt;br /&gt;Brain is our Fixed Deposit&lt;br /&gt;Thinking is our Current Account&lt;br /&gt;Achievements are our Capital&lt;br /&gt;Character &amp;amp; Morals, our Stock-in-Trade&lt;br /&gt;Friends are our General Reserves&lt;br /&gt;Values &amp;amp; Behaviour are our Goodwill&lt;br /&gt;Patience is our Interest Earned&lt;br /&gt;Love is our Dividend&lt;br /&gt;Children are our Bonus Issues&lt;br /&gt;Education is Brands / Patents&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is our Investment&lt;br /&gt;Experience is our Premium Account&lt;br /&gt;The Aim is to Tally the Balance Sheet Accurately.&lt;br /&gt;The Goal is to get the Best Presented Accounts Award.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I find this interesting and aspiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a nice day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3052713396144569790?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3052713396144569790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3052713396144569790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3052713396144569790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3052713396144569790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/04/balance-sheet-of-life.html' title='BALANCE SHEET OF LIFE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3198975937224990987</id><published>2010-04-20T12:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:30:13.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE'/><title type='text'>18th APRIL 2010 CONVOCATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've finally and officially graduated. Besides knowing that I'm also succummed to officially accept myself as a working personnel already, I felt happy for people around me who still manage to stick around and remain the friendship we had built over the years of our mad psychodelic journey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a wonderful experience, really. But the crowd was so overwhelmed that I felt abit bad for people who I didn't manage to capture a picture with him/her, or maybe have a good chat about their upcomings lately. Knowing that each of us are gonna walk our own path already (those that went back to their hometowns especially), I wish 'em all could savor and hold on if there are any unhappy upcomings so that you could cherish the future from what you have walked through over the significant journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, thanks all who came, who made my day a wonderful one and share the joy I had. Thanks to all who wished, who support and never gave up in helping me whenever there were turn downs. Thanks to my coursemates who gave me never ending laughters and trips, food and share the sillyness around. I hope our friendship doesn't put a full stop because it was a pleasure in my life to know all of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall now pass the flow to the pictures :P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462069346441412786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80rIZ0wwLI/AAAAAAAACns/LM7FmZQLQLs/s320/CONVO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462069357648972482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80rJDk2isI/AAAAAAAACn0/1XyS5aL78QE/s320/_DSC0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462070093887744066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80rz6R2qEI/AAAAAAAACoU/FED0_ci1UQU/s320/_DSC0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462069363978868098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80rJbKBFYI/AAAAAAAACn8/FebYlHufWkw/s320/_DSC0564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462069374560642546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80rKCk6JfI/AAAAAAAACoE/q0jMu9_M2gI/s320/_DSC0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462070475052424914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80sKGOmHtI/AAAAAAAACoc/E2Bt6yLiN8Y/s320/_DSC0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462070479810207826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80sKX88IFI/AAAAAAAACok/MvAOW9Kn_5I/s320/_DSC0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462069381669480226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80rKdDyZyI/AAAAAAAACoM/izeKsINgYkY/s320/_DSC0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462070938107922306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80slDPoR4I/AAAAAAAACos/s-JnhC31ZXc/s320/26064_381112216009_618931009_4435679_666975_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE BEST AND I SHALL SEE ALL OF YOU THIS SATURDAY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3198975937224990987?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3198975937224990987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3198975937224990987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3198975937224990987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3198975937224990987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/04/18th-april-2010-convocation.html' title='18th APRIL 2010 CONVOCATION'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S80rIZ0wwLI/AAAAAAAACns/LM7FmZQLQLs/s72-c/CONVO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8360255378883329777</id><published>2010-04-18T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:22:17.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNAP SHOTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><title type='text'>FISH EYE 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My new darling :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461141950941016370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S8nfq4XSsTI/AAAAAAAACnc/lAjRzFBqqgA/s400/_DSC0476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just loaded the first batch of film into it :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Excited excited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks thanks thanks thanks!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461141958493252818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S8nfrUf4rNI/AAAAAAAACnk/3AwF4lLpsn4/s400/_DSC0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8360255378883329777?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8360255378883329777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8360255378883329777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8360255378883329777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8360255378883329777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/04/fish-eye-2.html' title='FISH EYE 2'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S8nfq4XSsTI/AAAAAAAACnc/lAjRzFBqqgA/s72-c/_DSC0476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2084109059406393119</id><published>2010-04-12T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:58:23.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>MY BLOG GOES INSANE</title><content type='html'>Many times, I thought of closing this place, a place for me to talk about my passion, my thoughts, food and travels, but mostly IT IS ABOUT RANTING ABOUT LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;And so much a blog whore am I, I hesitated on my decision to close and then the blog goes on..which again, transformed to another whirlwind ranting post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that bloody nokia default ringtone. I hate that bloody sony ericson default ringtone too. As much as I hate them, or shall I say it was already desensitized, these two ringtones kept repeating on my mind just like when my favorite tune got stucked on my stupid brain. Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the reality that working hard takes up time but spending salary can make it in just 10 or 15 minutes. Today's lunch hour accomplishment: Bought 2 shoes and broadband. My salary almost half gone, today's just the second week of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the broadband I mentioned earlier, finally I couldn't stand the on and off connection I stole from Neway Karaoke everyday because my bloody stingy boss is really a freaking stingy one. As much as he is not a computer/internet literate, he couldn't understand that internet could help employees in accomplishing jobs faster and effiently, such as searching for course material to teach, replying e-mails (rather than fax, SAVE PAPER HELLO), and most importantly, build a website for the company because nowadays we are all living in the 20s century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I have to say that my shoes are pilling. Most of them are because I bought it merely for a function and then it's thrown on my shoe rack..like that. Phoebebaby's fetish is so contagious even she stays 10 min driving distance from my house. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Done ranting. I am gonna entertain myself with dramas now because my head is damn pain just by thinking about the upcoming quotas to reach and events to held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate contradictions. I hate doing sales. I hate being called a saleswoman. BUT I LOVE THE MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye I hope all of you have a superb April. Just like mine :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2084109059406393119?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2084109059406393119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2084109059406393119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2084109059406393119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2084109059406393119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-blog-goes-insane.html' title='MY BLOG GOES INSANE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4278162282887311549</id><published>2010-04-06T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:23:18.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNAP SHOTS'/><title type='text'>THAT CONFUSING GOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S7ob9bTXMJI/AAAAAAAACnU/fWyrBPstQLY/s1600/_DSC0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456704640627716242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S7ob9bTXMJI/AAAAAAAACnU/fWyrBPstQLY/s400/_DSC0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I think I had the happiest day for the week :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking forward to the 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4278162282887311549?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4278162282887311549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4278162282887311549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4278162282887311549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4278162282887311549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/04/that-confusing-gown.html' title='THAT CONFUSING GOWN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S7ob9bTXMJI/AAAAAAAACnU/fWyrBPstQLY/s72-c/_DSC0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4482387303366763933</id><published>2010-04-04T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:11:11.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Birthday)'/><title type='text'>ISO 800 IS TERRIBLE TOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S7hXad9kpsI/AAAAAAAACnM/pS27-QPIXhQ/s1600/_DSC0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456207060790453954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S7hXad9kpsI/AAAAAAAACnM/pS27-QPIXhQ/s320/_DSC0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm turning 23 in two days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4482387303366763933?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4482387303366763933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4482387303366763933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4482387303366763933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4482387303366763933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/04/iso-800-is-terrible-too.html' title='ISO 800 IS TERRIBLE TOO'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S7hXad9kpsI/AAAAAAAACnM/pS27-QPIXhQ/s72-c/_DSC0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1045616566905450849</id><published>2010-03-31T12:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:28:53.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>TOMORROW IS APRIL FOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today shall be a good good day. Been stumbling upon this marketing job for 1 month and I have to say that it sucks big time especially when the boss is so germy and my colleagues are all very individualistic. Not to mention my job scope was rather bored and fussy, I would almost passed out from answering and calling so many calls every day T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Aside from that ramblings about my job, the most awaited time during my working hour is LUNCH BREAK. Let me share some record breaking lunch break hours and after work dinner with you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.30p.m. - Chinese dishes at Connaught&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Fried Kailan with Deer meat, Claypot curry pork and Steam water eggs with Shrimp)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 p.m. - Taiwan walker&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Assorted noodles and Fried salty chicken and Honey Aloe Vera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.30 p.m Thai food&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Thai Original Milk Tea, Thai Milk Green Tea and Tomyam Seafood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.30 p.m Desert&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Guai Lin Gou and Watermelon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my face grows too horizontal and my eyebags could store a car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454644745921637986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S7LKfxicLmI/AAAAAAAACnE/bSSLVU4SlH4/s320/_DSC0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything is not an april fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GRRRR....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1045616566905450849?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1045616566905450849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1045616566905450849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1045616566905450849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1045616566905450849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/03/tomorrow-is-april-fool.html' title='TOMORROW IS APRIL FOOL'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S7LKfxicLmI/AAAAAAAACnE/bSSLVU4SlH4/s72-c/_DSC0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-930545035195065782</id><published>2010-03-26T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:19:26.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>FLOATY DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arghh just one of those days I thought I had got numb by all the mundane routines. Work loads were not too much but the weather was rather described as surprising to me. The heat in the morning strikes through my lunch hours getting me a full headache in which the drug named Paracetamol needs consistent infusions into my cells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later in the evening, rain started to pour like nobody else's business and I read twits regarding the awesome end-of-the-world- trailer at Damansara because lighting was striking right infront of my friend's window/eyes. I hope not hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only that I realized I had another meeting with my supervisor tomorrow, which now it is later, and that I didn't even touched on any work. By then, my brain juice was intensely boiling and oozing so hard that I think I smelt ashes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now, I had just finished every single work that I need to complete for the day, hoping that Friday and Saturday passes by as fast as the lighting gets away at Damansara earlier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to welcome Sunday. That's another less hectic working day anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, how I miss my sexy bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope a full blown narcoleptic disease now strikes me immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-930545035195065782?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/930545035195065782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=930545035195065782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/930545035195065782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/930545035195065782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/03/floaty-day.html' title='FLOATY DAY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-9017406992714967421</id><published>2010-03-22T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:49:58.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><title type='text'>BLOG NEGLIGENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S6bajWdc_DI/AAAAAAAACm8/EQZo91iec1g/s1600-h/_DSC1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451284699837955122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S6bajWdc_DI/AAAAAAAACm8/EQZo91iec1g/s320/_DSC1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this part of my life, the most succinct changes on me and the people around me has become pretty obvious that I think I stand in between the fences - doubting I like the change or not.&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I guess everyone of us agrees that everything, every issue and matter in life does put two sides of a card, that is the pros and cons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, that's what we call the nature of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-9017406992714967421?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/9017406992714967421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=9017406992714967421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/9017406992714967421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/9017406992714967421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-negligence.html' title='BLOG NEGLIGENCE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S6bajWdc_DI/AAAAAAAACm8/EQZo91iec1g/s72-c/_DSC1009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4957838457343702953</id><published>2010-03-04T12:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:11:47.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FROM WORKAHOLIC'/><title type='text'>HI, FROM WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S48yhx6LhfI/AAAAAAAACm0/zijxF-wVStk/s1600-h/DSC03585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444626030428653042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S48yhx6LhfI/AAAAAAAACm0/zijxF-wVStk/s320/DSC03585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello. I'm blogging because my boss slept late therefore I don't have the access to enter the office, hence I am now drinking a hot honey lemon while chilling. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much about working :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4957838457343702953?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4957838457343702953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4957838457343702953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4957838457343702953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4957838457343702953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-from-work.html' title='HI, FROM WORK'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S48yhx6LhfI/AAAAAAAACm0/zijxF-wVStk/s72-c/DSC03585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3295153945609829432</id><published>2010-02-28T11:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:29:13.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BALI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><title type='text'>BALI - THE DAY 2 (II) - HOLY SPRING TEMPLE, GOA GAJAH, KECHAK DANCE, JIMBARAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE DAY 2 (II)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443144496383421810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nvFJgObXI/AAAAAAAACmc/5HUX95sTdNA/s320/DSC_4077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443127807512372514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nf5unTZSI/AAAAAAAAClU/ZUYJ3Cy-3dc/s320/_DSC0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing that Bali is the island of mother temples, there were no surprise that most of the visits we do were basically temples. The first day of the tour itself, we headed to the Holy Spring Temple. A pool was situated right at the entrance of the temple which according to locals, it was a pool of offerings and the water is said to be a source of victory to the good side. Albeit the fact that I was quite lured to dump myself into this pool, I was told that we had to pay quite a sum of money in order to just wash away our sins or gained good energy from it. Since it was the first temple that I visited, the temptation of snapping photographs overcomed the lureness of washing away my sins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443133406454042882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nk_oTBUQI/AAAAAAAAClc/IwJOX3iv2dc/s320/_DSC0330.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Offerings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443133419686650210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nlAZl64WI/AAAAAAAAClk/jE5Wi3i3y-8/s320/Picture+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt; You may want to notice the lots of people behind Mei San and I. They're our gang :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443133933509919026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nleTu7wTI/AAAAAAAACls/yslgT-q-_1c/s320/_CSC0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In Sarong (some cloth wrapping my legs). Their entrance were all similar of the above picture I was leaning on. Not too sure why is it at this shape and not too sure too whether these entrances were all the same for all temples only but generally, their statue-like-built-ups were quite magnificent and I believe it is the source of attraction for visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443137557814157618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4noxRUZoTI/AAAAAAAACl8/f6_AEH8R_40/s320/_DSC0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Besides naming the Holy Spring Temple as an awesome eye-opening place to the Balinese culture, it was also a flea market heaven at the exit of the temple. There were so many cheap bargainings and I meant dirt.cheap.bargains. From clothing to accessories, to furniture to toys and to food. Truly a heaven to our tour group which I then named the Female Shopping Tour group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next, we headed to the another temple, the Goa Gajah (Elephant Cave) Temple. Hehe. I remember I told Mei San that we had to quickly venture and snap lots of pictures so that with the little time left, we get to shop again. FYI, Mei San once won the shopping queen award. So with the pictures below, I had minimal to explain because I never listen to the tourguide. Bare!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443139757803694242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nqxU6x6KI/AAAAAAAACmU/DHbSnJIHnWo/s320/_DSC0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt; One of the thing I was astonished upon reaching this cave. It was said to be used as &lt;a href="http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mistisisme"&gt;mistisisme&lt;/a&gt; or medication where one could distant themselves in a quiet place and obtain knowledges that could not be attained from words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443139749204813778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nqw04pZ9I/AAAAAAAACmM/EF6wQLEf2-o/s320/_DSC0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If I'm not mistaken, this was a reowned temple long years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443139738699358066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nqwNv833I/AAAAAAAACmE/QWBA0zbFZS0/s320/_DSC0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There were two federation areas in which each own magical energy based on the basic concept of matter. Without much hesitation, I quickly went to get some. The above picture is me in the midst of washing away my sins :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443144508337294610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nvF2CQDRI/AAAAAAAACmk/0EC4MrUAm4g/s320/IMG_1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With the dancers of Kechak Dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As compared to the Barong dance, the Kechak dance was more dramatic. It was based on the epic of Ramayana where trance was involved. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443144512681540770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nvGGN__KI/AAAAAAAACms/yl7aYiKVETY/s320/_DSC0444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To end the day, we had this sumptious seafood dinner at Jimbaran and then swimming at the pool with Bintang (Bali local beer) with a tired feet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3295153945609829432?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3295153945609829432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3295153945609829432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3295153945609829432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3295153945609829432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/02/bali-day-2-ii-holy-spring-temple-goa.html' title='BALI - THE DAY 2 (II) - HOLY SPRING TEMPLE, GOA GAJAH, KECHAK DANCE, JIMBARAN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4nvFJgObXI/AAAAAAAACmc/5HUX95sTdNA/s72-c/DSC_4077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8636085380530858976</id><published>2010-02-22T20:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:30:04.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BALI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><title type='text'>BALI - THE DAY 2 (I) - BARONG DANCE, KINTAMANI, COFFEE LUWAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, after much procrastination on my good days during CNY, I'm back with my indelible memory of Bali. Thank goodness, pictures always speaks a thousand word, absolutely helps to reminisce the fabulous vacation :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DAY 2 (I)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We woke up to many expectations. It was a full day tour. The first pit stop was Barong dance performance. Barong dance, a very well known performance in Bali which everyone reckon to have watched during their visit to Bali. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441042146765270866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4J3AS3fb1I/AAAAAAAACkU/cyHENYTw0ac/s400/_DSC0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The dance features narration of a story among a fight between the good and the evil. Their dance is the classical example of mythodology among the Balinese. It was to my surprise, packed with audiences of various countries, while on the other hand, I didn't quite enjoy the dance because the performance requires abundant attention to interpret and it was on a very early morning after a sleepless night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;T__T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a total smart itenary. After the magnificent sleeping pill effect (from the dance), we really did slept throughout the journey up hill to Kintamani, the scenetic sleeping volcano. Nonetheless, due to the sorrow fact that it was a raining season, clouds and hazes were covering the beautiful scene while we, hungry people savoring this buffet lunch inside a glass house :D And please do put your eyes on the sticks of satay. It was so delicious I had 10 sticks of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442751129440669618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4iJULcqz7I/AAAAAAAACkk/6wrHkPpBqmo/s320/_DSC0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is the scenery after slowly waiting for the clouds to fly away. The weather was cooling and we had a good time snapping lots of pictures :D Highly recommended to visit ! Note that if there is a second chance for me to visit Kintamani again, I would then choose to dine on an open area where the view is just beside :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442824402241520002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4jL9N5vAYI/AAAAAAAACk0/B3ip7IWUzeU/s320/_DSC0287.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the way down hill, we then visited a Coffee house kinda place. There, they offered us the most expensive coffee in the world, and it's the fox's (Musang) poo poo. Tasted nothing but normal. Maybe I wasn't a coffee specialist, but based on my burning-the-midnight-oil-with-coffee experience, I truly think that Nescafe 3-in-1 tasted way better. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442824417092645346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4jL-FOhMeI/AAAAAAAACk8/R6QeKfrXzKM/s320/_DSC0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Maybe take a close up view on the poo poo or Coffee Luwak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442826582120334050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4jN8GlWAuI/AAAAAAAAClM/YL7v5s36bDo/s320/_DSC0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And by the way, I super like their coffee pots. So nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442826579747621922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4jN79vpTCI/AAAAAAAAClE/YzqrsVmyWFo/s320/_DSC0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....to be continued&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8636085380530858976?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8636085380530858976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8636085380530858976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8636085380530858976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8636085380530858976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/02/bali-day-2-i.html' title='BALI - THE DAY 2 (I) - BARONG DANCE, KINTAMANI, COFFEE LUWAK'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4J3AS3fb1I/AAAAAAAACkU/cyHENYTw0ac/s72-c/_DSC0242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3093120469067833689</id><published>2010-02-21T14:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T14:52:16.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BROKEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Family)'/><title type='text'>ALL THE JOYS IN LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440580449139243874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4DTF9LhO2I/AAAAAAAACj0/RTfEUUFaB3s/s400/_DSC0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440581989343057858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4DUfm4uV8I/AAAAAAAACkM/CdtSD9Xzqzw/s400/_DSC0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Could probably end in 7 or 8 days. The fact that catching up with long lost relatives and feasting with food are probably the best activities among my family, it could also be a great disaster especially fresh grads like me T_T Endless questions on where I will end up as my career made me avoid getting angpows from them because this means that I don't need to say Gong Hei to them then the questionings begin. Ultimate stress level was hightened not because I choose to avoid their questions but never do I believe myself entering the working world, already. No more Fridays off with the Poh, no more bathing Lukas dumb dumb every single morning and no more going out for shopping sprees and looong lunch WHENEVER I WANT. Sigh. To top that up, I was actually looking for a job on the second day of the Chinese Lunar calender. As pathetic as it sounds, I've got an interview on a chor 9. Grrrr.... &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440580820363635426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4DTbkGT6uI/AAAAAAAACkE/fyRmymBYtbY/s400/_DSC0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The week has been pretty much a busy week for me. And one of the accomplishment was that Poh finally met Mom after 5 years? HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other than that, I had lots of fun with the family, the cousins, friends and the ultimate two items that circulate around my life - Money and Love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Therefore, it is quite about slipping another side of the card if you tell me that I need to ditch all the joys I had. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;I am quite depressed right now just by imagining how it would become if I need to say this --&gt; Gotta sleep early, going to work tomorrow! :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3093120469067833689?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3093120469067833689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3093120469067833689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3093120469067833689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3093120469067833689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-joys-in-life.html' title='ALL THE JOYS IN LIFE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S4DTF9LhO2I/AAAAAAAACj0/RTfEUUFaB3s/s72-c/_DSC0406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1332588460808847765</id><published>2010-02-12T09:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T10:11:21.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNAP SHOTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><title type='text'>CRAVING FOR BEACHES SHOOTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes, the nearest we can get is Port Dickson. Never did we plan to jump into the sea until we felt like the scorching hot sun starts to grow bigger and bigger at 5p.m. evening. Overall, it was quite a satisfactory shooting I would say. Still, if you ask me, though their beaches were never to be categorized into the 'Clean and Reserve' ones, it's still optimum for shooting especially when it's quite near (at least from my house) and we can straight away head to Seremban for crabs after that :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437172611803477026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S3S3rt0HdCI/AAAAAAAACjM/-7HAaxcOW8s/s400/_DSC0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437172621766800210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S3S3sS7js1I/AAAAAAAACjU/6DP94PXqeq0/s400/_DSC0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437172630530029810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S3S3szk3-PI/AAAAAAAACjc/0-d6CygyDsc/s400/_DSC0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437172642723116882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S3S3tg_7t1I/AAAAAAAACjk/u0S-Wd6JPso/s400/_DSC0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437173451643819186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S3S4cmdqFLI/AAAAAAAACjs/FsfSWgEbQao/s400/_DSC0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;AND HAVE A RAWRING YEAR AHEAD :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1332588460808847765?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1332588460808847765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1332588460808847765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1332588460808847765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1332588460808847765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/02/craving-for-beaches-shooting.html' title='CRAVING FOR BEACHES SHOOTING'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S3S3rt0HdCI/AAAAAAAACjM/-7HAaxcOW8s/s72-c/_DSC0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-773957115070100455</id><published>2010-02-09T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T01:04:34.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Birthday)'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY THIS YEAR'S POH -EDITED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't stop laughing whenever I recall him looking side ways and back but never tried to look to the front where I stood just there calling him POH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a surprise for him today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Successfully!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha. While yesterday all his friends fitted into 3 cars stopped infront of his house and made him out to celebrate his birthday sharp at 12am, I was sleeping soundly at home. I know he was a tad dissapointed I even asked him why so many people came to your house at this time albeit that he mentioned to me it was his birthday today. Sad boy. I never wished him, not till the surprise I made him cried, well literally. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now, I shall wish you again, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 23rd BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt; and that you're officially older than me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this was his photo on his happy surprise day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437032532690857570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S3Q4SCdH7mI/AAAAAAAACjE/RWgQoWO1U2s/s400/_DSC0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-773957115070100455?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/773957115070100455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=773957115070100455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/773957115070100455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/773957115070100455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-this-years-poh.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY THIS YEAR&apos;S POH -EDITED'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S3Q4SCdH7mI/AAAAAAAACjE/RWgQoWO1U2s/s72-c/_DSC0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8737949948026739280</id><published>2010-02-06T23:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:10:27.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BALI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><title type='text'>BALI - THE DAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; It's been two weeks since I came back from the island of promising mystiques, colorful cultures and the magnificent sceneries. Surely, it's one of the most beautiful places in the world I must say. At least it was one of the places that was listed in my "Must-Travel-Before-25" list that was for sure made me a proud accomplisher :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down to half a year ago where we, the psych grads were still unpatiently waiting to put a fullstop on our journey as a student and excitedly planned to end it with an unforgettable trip, in which Bali it is. I was near to sleepless nights when suddenly 5 days before my departure, Mom bombarded me with the news stated that there was a prediction on tsunami attack at the Sumatera sea. After all the research on this and that, finally, I was at the LCCT meeting the 16 others when Pei San happily told me that there were 8 death as a result of tsunami attack the very morning we were scheduled to depart T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435157388329098242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 451px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S22O2RWyHAI/AAAAAAAACik/IcR8Cx_DBRk/s400/CSC_4066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL. It was almost close to sleeping time when we arrived. Cheap airflights what to do? Oh, I like the welcome garlands. It smelt like my grandmama's family's home where they worship their parents with these similar smell flowers :) I felt like home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The night was still young. Nevermind the next morning we had to wake up at 7 a.m. We strolled along Legian Street for local food and cheap bargains. Teehee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435159911111841442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S22RJHdD1qI/AAAAAAAACi8/DTug0cN-DWI/s400/_DSC0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had Masakan Padang. I still think the dishes were good despite the fact that it was all cold already. Spot the chicken. HAHA. And we were introduced on their variety of soft drinks which of all, I still reckon Fanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435159901728596882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S22RIkf645I/AAAAAAAACi0/x3QBJIyxpwI/s400/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And we found this! The memorial of the Bali boming in year 2002 in the middle of the street full of bistros and pubs.  I know Hazel looked like some pirated Spongebob but anyway, there were sooo many people lining up to take a picture so we quickly did ours and run :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435159893094964466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S22RIEVgHPI/AAAAAAAACis/MjJJ4ikSiN8/s400/Picture+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHA. Oh, did I mention we settled at Matahari Bungalow, Kuta from day 1 to day 4? Bargainings here were never easy. I think it's because Kuta is famous for tourist spots hence, the unwillingness to take down prices. I was scolded even, when I bargained for fun but never had the intention to buy. Sigh. My first day gone :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8737949948026739280?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8737949948026739280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8737949948026739280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8737949948026739280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8737949948026739280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/02/bali-day-1.html' title='BALI - THE DAY 1'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S22O2RWyHAI/AAAAAAAACik/IcR8Cx_DBRk/s72-c/CSC_4066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-9048296718422987059</id><published>2010-01-21T15:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T15:37:30.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>STARE WALLS PARADIGM</title><content type='html'>So into staring four walls. I think I shall repaint 'em to ditch the dullness and boredom of my pair of eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Fuh. It's confirmed finally I am goin to Bali this Sunday /excites&lt;br /&gt;I think it's the emptyness. I have so much time to think to search and to just look for problems when it is just nothing much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Signs of boredom attacking my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I search whether Paranormal Activity is a true story&lt;br /&gt;2. I bath my dog every single morning&lt;br /&gt;3. I do research on the vulnerability of tsunami attacking Bali&lt;br /&gt;4. I found out ridiculous ways on how to escape from tsunami and hide when there's earthquake&lt;br /&gt;5. I created the list of food that I will surely eat in the rest of my 5 years life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were my top 5 list. I hope it stops TODAY. Urgh. /stare at plain walls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-9048296718422987059?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/9048296718422987059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=9048296718422987059' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/9048296718422987059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/9048296718422987059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/01/stare-walls-paradigm.html' title='STARE WALLS PARADIGM'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1518303652688201880</id><published>2010-01-21T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:35:15.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TUNES STUCK IN MY HEAD'/><title type='text'>YOU GOT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so good it must be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE TALKING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I've to get rid on my rotten days. Finally, today I could release the energy embedded for eons, which is to basically TALK. Whoa. It really does felt good. Damnit it's pathetic, I've been staring at four walls and my dog for days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grr. Guess have to continue staring tomorrow. And if Bali failed me, I then have to continue staring for the rest of the three weeks until I officially develop depressive symptoms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zAWU6U-UD8k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zAWU6U-UD8k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally I know the title of this song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's beautiful :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1518303652688201880?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1518303652688201880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1518303652688201880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1518303652688201880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1518303652688201880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-got-me.html' title='YOU GOT ME'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5067932916172938175</id><published>2010-01-17T21:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:20:06.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOD'/><title type='text'>HOUSE OF BUFFET (HOB)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disappointment. Back to a month ago, we were all hyped up to have catch ups at Yaki Yaki Restaurant after much consideration on a satisfying buffet in town. On the reservation call, I was quickly rejected because a Chinese lady said "Sho li, pwese ko again". I don't know whether I was supposed to laugh (Okay, I laughed XD) or call again because it was so ridiculous. Anyway, my friend Lolly tried again and they said it was under renovation. We then went to settle on another buffet restaurant which till now I can't recall the name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, a week ago, the renovation was done and it is now House of Buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lolly did the reservations and all. Upon arrival, we told we reserved and quickly they knew her name because that was the only customer of the night. It was because for the entire dining session of ours, there weren't any others except those of food tasters and the owner himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427704807140051218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MUw89DSRI/AAAAAAAAChU/NqZ1qSsGZKw/s320/17357_406612970276_593095276_10591809_8331181_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The place was super huge. I can go hungry again after a round of strolling on the varieties. Not that they have wide arrays, but the idea of getting a huge place with just us dining is quite crazy I almost thought Lolly booked the whole restaurant. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, talking about the food, I can now conclude that pictures can be really deceiving especially when they have good presentations. Reading from people like &lt;a href="http://bryanlyt.com/2010/01/house-of-buffet-jalan-bukit-bintang/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.jamieliew.com/2010/01/03/house-of-buffet/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;gave me an initiative to try this new restaurant because their pictures LOOKED too pretty to be true. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427706776286077762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MWjkmDI0I/AAAAAAAAChs/9jQ_qATigsk/s320/_DSC0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427706769376650322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MWjK2tpFI/AAAAAAAAChk/Vk150nDOR1Y/s320/_DSC0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427706766215693954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MWi_FFRoI/AAAAAAAAChc/cql2oea4b10/s320/_DSC0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOOKED nice, no? It was fairly okay I would say. SOME of them were quite good. But with the SOME tasting QUITE GOOD, it was really not a fair treat for us to pay RM75 per pax because the variety was relatively small. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There was also a huge Carlsberg counter with more than 2 waitress working. And it was not free flow! T__T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hehe. Okay la, the below colorful Machis and two tiny cream puffs are good. Also, the prawns! It's fresh and sweet I love them to bits. /stomach growls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427707958447636882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MXoYfVAZI/AAAAAAAACh8/Z3xeq8ikjoQ/s320/_DSC0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427707954538846738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MXoJ7ZmhI/AAAAAAAACh0/IqW_aH2vBHc/s320/_DSC0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Upon leaving, we tried out their miniature cakes. It was beautiful but deceiving. The tiramisu were so hard I think they left them there for weeks. I can guarantee the chocolate balls can replace golf balls and the worst was the puddings. They were sour! OMG!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427708854247077106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MYchmjtPI/AAAAAAAACiE/fGgP2Wh-wiY/s320/_DSC0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427708861117438722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MYc7MlGwI/AAAAAAAACiM/DiV89u48Z10/s320/_DSC0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And as usual, when you dine in a non satisfying dinner with him ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427709553050158562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MZFM2MheI/AAAAAAAACiU/lvGF-OrZUws/s320/_DSC0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;... complaints are made. Hahaha. I can still remember the manager's expression when he was telling how bad everything was. Not exactly, but almost! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We then received a compensation which is to become their VIP guests but no one came to collect our information so we left with some bitch walk and never know that I'll write this up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Talking about a disappointed dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5067932916172938175?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5067932916172938175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5067932916172938175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5067932916172938175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5067932916172938175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/01/house-of-buffet-hob.html' title='HOUSE OF BUFFET (HOB)'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S1MUw89DSRI/AAAAAAAAChU/NqZ1qSsGZKw/s72-c/17357_406612970276_593095276_10591809_8331181_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2980812984946115640</id><published>2010-01-14T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:25:50.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TUNES STUCK IN MY HEAD'/><title type='text'>YOU BELONG WITH ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuNIsY6JdUw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuNIsY6JdUw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the song Hui Yi loved too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2980812984946115640?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2980812984946115640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2980812984946115640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2980812984946115640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2980812984946115640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-belong-with-me.html' title='YOU BELONG WITH ME'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7486740167820670931</id><published>2010-01-13T02:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T02:39:49.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>WIDE AWAKE BECAUSE OF YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't remember when did we both started all these disagreements. I can feel the distance and visualize the huge gaps between us yet we both didn't want to admit it. My thoughts were never similar to you. We've come to this far, we never want to give in to each other. We never understand each other not because we refuse but we can't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we've grown, separately. Now that there's a new transition in our live, spending time with you became lesser than less. Even if it is and was so, it wasn't a big deal since I've come to realized that I've been by myself all these while anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Problem is, with the least time we got to spend together, disagreements surface like it was supposed to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It will continue I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;bt&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sooo tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So tired of falling for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7486740167820670931?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7486740167820670931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7486740167820670931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7486740167820670931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7486740167820670931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/01/wide-awake-because-of-you.html' title='WIDE AWAKE BECAUSE OF YOU'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-6285554347075942590</id><published>2010-01-10T23:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:32:17.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Family)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOD'/><title type='text'>21ST CENTURY CAFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been like few years back since I last had a woohoo session with my brother because we either went on a very serious argument or I choose to remain mute so that argument never bloomed. Last week, he received his first salary as a permanent worker (yes, my younger brother is working, what a shame of me) and treated Mom and I dinner. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425135883029417698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0n0V44xjuI/AAAAAAAACgc/qDY8822yab4/s400/_DSC0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. Blissfullness. I think I ordered the most expensive food in the menu and so did Mom. This moron gave us the most troubles in my family, I swear! Talking about rebellious, that's my brother. Enough said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he said that we were allowed to order whatever we want regardless of the price, the only word that flew above my mind was revenge. Revenge as in setting my diet plan aside and put a huge hole on his wallet. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought us to 21st Century, just two minutes driving distance from my house. HAHA. I didn't know about this awesome place when my brother has an almost everyday routine of yumcha (drink water/tea) with his friends up there. Up there because this restaurant is somewhat like &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vkeong.com/2009/food-drink/bread-and-olive-ampang-look-out-point-jalan-ampang-hulu-langat/"&gt;Look Out Point&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you get to dine beside the night view. This one, Kajang's view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425138681410388354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0n24xqygYI/AAAAAAAACgk/cvHqs_HgGxU/s400/_DSC0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My house is just below this batch of grass. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425139766608725442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0n338WPBcI/AAAAAAAACgs/KAwwAeu-eUs/s320/_DSC0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't know why it's like running among our genes. We love shellfishes. I think these are one of them among the family called Escargots. I can finish them dozens because the prices of all food are relatively cheaper than the ones I had in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425139776277058306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0n34gXWEwI/AAAAAAAACg8/WxwVxuXbL9A/s320/_DSC0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute but I really don't like the idea of drinking juices from boots. Think Phua Chu Kang's yellow boots. Best in Sg, some say Batam. Eww. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425139793892001746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0n35h_Ex9I/AAAAAAAAChE/glpFAJFRSE4/s320/_DSC0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hoho. My brother's cheese steamboat. Awesomeness!!! Half of the meal I was dipping his cheese savoury. That was the moment I think it's better than how thin feels. HAHAHA. Apparently, it's their signature dish and if you think that raw food shall be dump into that pot of cooking cheese, you're wrong. Just a slight dip because the array of food selected to soak were all cooked. It's delicious anyway :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425139775975983138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0n34fPkCCI/AAAAAAAACg0/tBT3RpJubiQ/s320/_DSC0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That's my mom. Many said we're like pancake makers T_T She's damn afraid of dogs yet she is the one who popped out the idea of getting Lukas and now she's still afraid of dogs. Talking about weirdness, I think it runs through our genes too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141929386276690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0n511Uld1I/AAAAAAAAChM/6fyoHPE82bg/s320/_DSC0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happiness. That's the corn I deep soaked into my brother's cheese dip. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahhh! Heaven!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-6285554347075942590?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/6285554347075942590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=6285554347075942590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6285554347075942590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6285554347075942590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/01/21st-century.html' title='21ST CENTURY CAFE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0n0V44xjuI/AAAAAAAACgc/qDY8822yab4/s72-c/_DSC0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5685734267956448122</id><published>2010-01-10T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:38:16.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TUNES STUCK IN MY HEAD'/><title type='text'>21 GUNS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJ0Z4zU5Zp4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJ0Z4zU5Zp4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Green Day feat. American Idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i ♥ this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5685734267956448122?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5685734267956448122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5685734267956448122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5685734267956448122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5685734267956448122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2010/01/21-guns.html' title='21 GUNS'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2320453144328019523</id><published>2009-12-30T23:32:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:57:22.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><title type='text'>THE FINAL COUNTDOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's exactly 31st of December 2009 right now, which is the day where everyone gathers to welcome a brand new year. It's also the time where you evaluate what you've done so far, at least for the year and think of what to be achieved for the upcomings. I, on the other hand, refuse to look at my 2009 resolution because I think I didn't even remembered them. Hehe. Loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a real year for me. 2009, what I've work through and went on ups and downs, thick and thin and all those thoughts of terminating was never my cup of tea. And so, I've come to realize that every single thing in life is two sided. When there's failure, sure thing, there's success. Only in the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my biggest achievement of the year was to survive in my three years degree program as a Psychology graduate, right now! Woohooo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421054663910420226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt0fq5a7wI/AAAAAAAACcU/177BEIa7qY4/s400/_DSC0986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That wasn't me graduating anyway. But that's my very last time crying and puking out words till dawn and begging my friends to help me print my assignment. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, it's been a tough and exciting journey working through my Thesis 1 and 2 which marks 80 percent of my energy channeling to them. Meeting with my supervisor and writing 10,000 words was such stimulation that I literally gone on a panic attack moment everytime I scheduled a meeting with her. Haha. And there it was, my sweat and curse throughout the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421056096059573650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt1zCEYxZI/AAAAAAAACcc/pQ9qrh5o26g/s400/019+(23112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On top of that, this last semester of mine, particularly was quite hectic despite the fact that I had only 1 day of class per week. Yay me because I was still going to college every day to either complete 1. thesis and 2. practise for performances. And then, I wasn't quite satisfied though I'm really happy that they made me performed because my 5 years of attending classes wasn't a waste. Some sort of self-serving bias. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421057182739626386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt2ySRGeZI/AAAAAAAACck/2iwKdB3tOnY/s400/_DSC0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I blurly went for audition for my annual ball and blurly got appointed to make a classical performance. Haha. It was such weeks we went through spams of emails and endless communication with related parties. Though we were then preparing for thesis defense and finals simultaneously, emails never stop coming. HAHA. Anyhow, it was all worth it because I bashfully think that I finally made up a Classical performance with my cannot-be-repaired-Classical-guitar. At least it was CLASSICAL!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421058074330880594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt3mLtBWlI/AAAAAAAACcs/Rvr_K3t2yeQ/s400/_DSC0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Other than that, I adopted Lukas which is now my precious accompanion. I made sure he goes through all the necessary medical care I don't wanna repeat my failure. He's going all healthy :D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421061610717502706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt60BxS3PI/AAAAAAAACc0/0MvrVdQTUhI/s400/CSC_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is also the year I had so many getaways. I think I went to Malacca 5 times, PD twice, Genting twice, Cameron twice, Langkawi, Ipoh, Taiping, Penang. Yes, all local. HAHA and my surprising decision of flying all by myself to Melbourne to meet the besties, Lolly and Baby. Hi, sayang. While Ms. Ewern joined us 1 day before I left from my 3 weeks trip. HAHA. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421064322361134818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt9R3bhDuI/AAAAAAAACdU/YMrS2cb4kwc/s400/IMG_3640.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421064299291362738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt9QhfQRbI/AAAAAAAACc8/zYjZMxv1oAg/s400/P7160080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421064316302643618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt9Rg3D0aI/AAAAAAAACdM/Vu1EGwDxJcs/s400/IMG_1489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Also, my first time...taking without paying. /shy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421064823944049378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt9vD-M8uI/AAAAAAAACdk/in4pufea2rY/s400/IMG_3500.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Haha, above is Lolly. My sifu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, after so many years of having that loooong straight hair I then decided to slowly cut it short by length. And the shortest is this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421069985989903858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzuCbiF1xfI/AAAAAAAACeE/R-O06s1imsI/s400/DSC02823.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; now my fringe is freaking short I wanna kill the stylist T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been on a year of thorough research on my Gabby and finally I got it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421066849013507874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt_k78YpyI/AAAAAAAACds/w_VlmA_GIoc/s400/camera+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...and officially succummed to Project 365 and am still doing it yo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What else? Ahh, I decided to go on gym and developed my obsession towards Unagi Kabayaki! HAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421072476151063250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzuEseqhotI/AAAAAAAACeU/a1wh7nTZO10/s400/054+(28122009).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Finally, I've come to realize what love is meant when family comes in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421068015226640450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzuAo0bQ2EI/AAAAAAAACd0/YglC6ZCGLMc/s400/_CHR5158_skewed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're with me throughout the year with endless support, be it mentally, spiritually and financially :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Though I was quite excited on the countdown plan 24 hours later, I choose to do it with my family because for the past 3 years, I decided to either 1. on trip with friends 2. out of nowhere forgetting to wish them happy new year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope y'all have an exciting and beautiful year ahead. It's a real NEW year for me, I'd to work &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So see you next year and &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421071213252060658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzuDi9_8JfI/AAAAAAAACeM/fy-sNq7wavA/s400/_DSC0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2320453144328019523?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2320453144328019523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2320453144328019523' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2320453144328019523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2320453144328019523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/12/final-countdown.html' title='THE FINAL COUNTDOWN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Szt0fq5a7wI/AAAAAAAACcU/177BEIa7qY4/s72-c/_DSC0986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3896013494207436155</id><published>2009-12-28T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:38:27.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BROKEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FEELINGS'/><title type='text'>THIS IS YOU, POH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzjQzMZhLsI/AAAAAAAACcM/XjTmUl57I20/s1600-h/kill+a+cigarette+and+save+a+life.+yours.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420311729460555458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzjQzMZhLsI/AAAAAAAACcM/XjTmUl57I20/s400/kill+a+cigarette+and+save+a+life.+yours.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you never keep promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3896013494207436155?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3896013494207436155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3896013494207436155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3896013494207436155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3896013494207436155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-you-poh.html' title='THIS IS YOU, POH'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzjQzMZhLsI/AAAAAAAACcM/XjTmUl57I20/s72-c/kill+a+cigarette+and+save+a+life.+yours.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7148003799823380379</id><published>2009-12-22T16:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:03:12.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><title type='text'>I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;JOBS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...............................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I've finally pronouced myself as a Graduate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 years of education as a Psychology major&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;purified into one simple trip &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in which all their true identities finally revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all are indeed psyches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417977236718582242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzCFl1PDeeI/AAAAAAAACbU/928_KNytFt8/s320/_DSC0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417977246578804930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzCFmZ96iMI/AAAAAAAACbc/vTrk7DY2viE/s320/_DSC0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417977264913325906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzCFneRNH1I/AAAAAAAACbs/rylVIB0zkSM/s320/_DSC0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So, when did it all began?&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And yesterday was Bpsych Ball - The World's A Masquerade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At least, it's much better than last years'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417979582234560914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzCHuW9pCZI/AAAAAAAACb0/2uMc_x2lvSw/s320/_DSC0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHA not because I performed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh btw, Wei Wern's classical is awesomeness :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417979592304573938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzCHu8ehPfI/AAAAAAAACb8/39ETFV830ZE/s320/_DSC0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither was the masquerade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417979605852830546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzCHvu8rO1I/AAAAAAAACcE/xCW9LB2m6Xk/s320/_DSC0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My partner in crime. This hiao poh. I think :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH I CAN'T WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS TO ARRIVE :D :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7148003799823380379?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7148003799823380379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7148003799823380379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7148003799823380379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7148003799823380379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-will-hunt-you-down.html' title='I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SzCFl1PDeeI/AAAAAAAACbU/928_KNytFt8/s72-c/_DSC0284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8010165529374300784</id><published>2009-12-13T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:20:20.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P365'/><title type='text'>SORRY, I'M TAKEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SyRrKDi37zI/AAAAAAAACbM/NYh4o1MRo_8/s1600-h/_DSC1480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414570472500621106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SyRrKDi37zI/AAAAAAAACbM/NYh4o1MRo_8/s320/_DSC1480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 039: 12th December 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Replenishing after sleep deprive for 2 days consecutively&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8010165529374300784?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8010165529374300784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8010165529374300784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8010165529374300784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8010165529374300784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/12/sorry-im-taken.html' title='SORRY, I&apos;M TAKEN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SyRrKDi37zI/AAAAAAAACbM/NYh4o1MRo_8/s72-c/_DSC1480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5168734682291211880</id><published>2009-12-09T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:29:14.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FEELINGS'/><title type='text'>TIME MACHINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sx9-tVUUUFI/AAAAAAAACbE/3KL0T5Dw8ck/s1600-h/6376530034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413184594404200530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sx9-tVUUUFI/AAAAAAAACbE/3KL0T5Dw8ck/s400/6376530034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; DAY 035: 9th December 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Study week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Due to traditional gender roles of "Provide, Protector and Procreator" men are pressured to produce in areas that are stressful and that they may not be completely suited for. And may lose himself in his struggle to fulfill these roles"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Dr. A, 2009).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been 14 days since I last met him and last talked in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't work such important task for a man like him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UPDATED: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so proud of myself. I quashed that elevation of emotion and impeded the vulgarity out of one phone call. Finally, he succummed to apologize, knowing it would forego nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That huge rock on top of my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5168734682291211880?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5168734682291211880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5168734682291211880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5168734682291211880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5168734682291211880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-machine.html' title='TIME MACHINE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sx9-tVUUUFI/AAAAAAAACbE/3KL0T5Dw8ck/s72-c/6376530034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3030247744610752989</id><published>2009-12-06T22:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:36:03.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNAP SHOTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>MARKS WHAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too good to be true. December has been great, I'm loving it. LOL. Everything is coming to an end. Finally, I touch on my thesis folder, no more! :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left with two more exams /jinggles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're doing farewells right now and then have a great rest for few months until I'm officially having to look for a real job. Super stressful just by looking at my friends who's been joining the working world and now it's MY turn. Sigh. Though, been planning to pursue my studies but let's see how it goes :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412128463861351266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sxu-Kcc8g2I/AAAAAAAACa0/0bplC00tDhM/s400/_DSC1501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day, we had a little byebye ceremony to Theresa. Was quite thankful to have such a great encouraging friend who never failed to give support to me whenever I'm about to fall :D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412128471723740290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sxu-K5vfDII/AAAAAAAACa8/X5krYajOMrM/s400/_DSC1240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We'll miss you definitely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, I'll be sitting for a paper, then have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next week, sitting for another paper, then have more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lastly, perform for the annual ball, which I'm yet to practise and then I can really 24/7 on the tv and Gabby :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, BALI too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3030247744610752989?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3030247744610752989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3030247744610752989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3030247744610752989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3030247744610752989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/12/marks-what.html' title='MARKS WHAT?'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sxu-Kcc8g2I/AAAAAAAACa0/0bplC00tDhM/s72-c/_DSC1501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3521533009031279643</id><published>2009-11-27T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:04:59.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>"CONCLUSIVELY..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently, I would want to practically smack Chee Khong when he posted that he was reluctant to write his conclusion on his thesis because it would mark the end of his 3 years of psycho education while all of us (I assume) were rushing and squeezing brain juices to reach that 10k words on a perfect weekend because my mother was drama marathon-ing while I was staring on my computer screen hoping that 10k words would just done in minutes. I know, in my dreams :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408808987722899234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sw_zHgMp3yI/AAAAAAAACZ8/IwTH-vlpbbg/s400/017%26018+(21%2622112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 017 and 018: 21st and 22nd of September 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was true! When I was reaching the conclusion section, I hesitated and thought maybe I would do that later. LOL. It really signifies the end of my three years of education. Alright, maybe somewhat because I'm still left with thesis defense and two papers in the next three weeks. And what shall I do after that? Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408808994234909106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sw_zH4dPQbI/AAAAAAAACaE/uDSguEtqHjI/s400/019+(23112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 019: 23rd September 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TADA! Here it is. My thesis on depressive and generalized anxiety symptoms. HAHA. I think I had some of those symptoms already as a result of typing a gabzillion times of that 5 words over the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408810125210553122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sw_0Jtq2CyI/AAAAAAAACaM/t-o1sFla6I0/s400/020+(24112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 020: 24th September 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right after thesis handed, I was lured to perform for my very last performance for FrequenC. Such sad stories I did not cry but my fingers were aching like mad because our practise lasted for 8 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408810132908899330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sw_0KKWRfAI/AAAAAAAACaU/K6c7eNZVx6s/s400/021+(25112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 021: 25th November 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Hui Yi sang. HAHA. I was in a very blur state that particular day and my fingers were damn itchy and aching. I don't know whether it's really a karma because whenever I played solo, something would have happened. This time E string just smack right over my hands one song before my solo T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408810135308571890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sw_0KTSZlPI/AAAAAAAACac/SOogAG57YG0/s400/022+(26112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 022: 26th November 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My last day sitting at either classes in Level 8 and AE1. HOHO. Marks the glory of the end of waking up at freaking 7am. And yes, I am still sad. Who's not with so much memories at these places? Well, above picture was myself and MeiSan's paired Ethics assignment. HAHA. It was our LAST LAST assignment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many weeks of sleep deprivation and practically deprived of movie, food, and lukas too. To sum up, I look like a walking corpse. Thank goodness, my immune system didn't give in at that critical period until I handed my last assignment on Thursday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there it is my perfect Friday. Did not gym for one whole month T__T My face look as fat as a whale omfg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408810143619418706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sw_0KyP3ClI/AAAAAAAACak/rs38TRLBlYo/s400/023+(27112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 023: 27th November 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I swear I have to cut down on desserts already. And you too, Poh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3521533009031279643?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3521533009031279643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3521533009031279643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3521533009031279643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3521533009031279643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/11/conclusively.html' title='&quot;CONCLUSIVELY...&quot;'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sw_zHgMp3yI/AAAAAAAACZ8/IwTH-vlpbbg/s72-c/017%26018+(21%2622112009).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-6652890204639872883</id><published>2009-11-19T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:55:37.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LUKAS'/><title type='text'>GROOM WROOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, sent Lukas to 'pan leng leng' (grooming in cantonese) and it cost two times the amount I groomed myself. Hi, Lukas is my 4 months old German Shephard. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405765069119747122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 416px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SwUisHwY9DI/AAAAAAAACZ0/cCKumYdIWUA/s400/015+(19112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 015: 19th November 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He pee-ed like a waterfall at the clinic earlier.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P/S: Am still hesitating to post the hiao-er picture of mine. Maybe I would do so during my upcoming stressful days to entertain myself. Maybe la, just maybe. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-6652890204639872883?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/6652890204639872883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=6652890204639872883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6652890204639872883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6652890204639872883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/11/groom-wroom.html' title='GROOM WROOM'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SwUisHwY9DI/AAAAAAAACZ0/cCKumYdIWUA/s72-c/015+(19112009).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2386247065057990771</id><published>2009-11-16T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:42:37.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P365'/><title type='text'>BATTLE ZONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SwC8CO-ElFI/AAAAAAAACZs/3sUWbIA4hPE/s1600/012+(16112009).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526299408798802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 447px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SwC8CO-ElFI/AAAAAAAACZs/3sUWbIA4hPE/s400/012+(16112009).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 012: 16th November 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Counting days on. Gonna miss that though :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2386247065057990771?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2386247065057990771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2386247065057990771' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2386247065057990771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2386247065057990771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/11/battle-zone.html' title='BATTLE ZONE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SwC8CO-ElFI/AAAAAAAACZs/3sUWbIA4hPE/s72-c/012+(16112009).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-6084240300617771473</id><published>2009-11-14T12:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:16:13.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>HAPPINESS IS THIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sv4u3F7Yr3I/AAAAAAAACZc/gmPj6xjwk3E/s1600-h/009+(13112009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403808126910115698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 446px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sv4u3F7Yr3I/AAAAAAAACZc/gmPj6xjwk3E/s400/009+(13112009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 009: 13th November 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-6084240300617771473?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/6084240300617771473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=6084240300617771473' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6084240300617771473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6084240300617771473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiness-is-this.html' title='HAPPINESS IS THIS'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sv4u3F7Yr3I/AAAAAAAACZc/gmPj6xjwk3E/s72-c/009+(13112009).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2903382152186391691</id><published>2009-11-09T19:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:51:29.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LUKAS'/><title type='text'>HE, WHO NEVER FAILS TO MELT MY HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvgQJfWQq_I/AAAAAAAACZM/CDRCeaNBf00/s1600-h/New+Folder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402085508250643442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvgQJfWQq_I/AAAAAAAACZM/CDRCeaNBf00/s320/New+Folder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvgC51xFQwI/AAAAAAAACY8/BYDvlE-2m74/s1600-h/CSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My initial plan for a productive Monday was to hold my breath and start what I've procrastinated for weeks -THE THESIS. It went havoc when the Dumb Dumb kept on jumping on my lap and then chewing on my hard earned questionnaires T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402070951830645250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvgC6MdSagI/AAAAAAAACZE/kGrkORrsdYs/s320/_DSC0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 005: 9th November 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lukas Dumb Dumb &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*continue entering data to SPSS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2903382152186391691?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2903382152186391691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2903382152186391691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2903382152186391691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2903382152186391691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-who-never-fails-to-melt-my-heart.html' title='HE, WHO NEVER FAILS TO MELT MY HEART'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvgQJfWQq_I/AAAAAAAACZM/CDRCeaNBf00/s72-c/New+Folder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7994202390898593871</id><published>2009-11-07T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:45:16.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNAP SHOTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>FASHIONABLY LATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, it's here, baby. And here it is, I have no excuse in succumbing to be part of &lt;a href="http://photojojo.com/content/tutorials/project-365-take-a-photo-a-day/"&gt;Project365&lt;/a&gt; after such long hiatus I had with compact cameras. Now, the realm of Gabby (that's the name of my new baby, don't judge me) shall be the force in me to be loyal and committed with the name of photography.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401394837071772002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvWb_ItKuWI/AAAAAAAACYU/G1cW4RrfWPo/s320/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 001: 5th November 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last 4 pieces of notes I had to pay for the filter. Haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to CK, his first shot with he's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rushing CK to get our camera before Friday because Phoebebaby gave passes for Lolly and I to Mifw. I was pretty stress out on what to dress 'coz apparently, they had a theme - Elegance. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401398444077216178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvWfRF2R8bI/AAAAAAAACYc/l2JHK1YNvFM/s320/_DSC0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 002: 6th November 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malaysia International Fashion Week. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So much about fashion, so much of being glam. Lolly was oooo-ing and ahhhh-ing beside me while Baby was whispering FALL, FALL at the midst of the catwalk. It's funny. Some of them were busy munching on finger food too. But Tangoo and Dorian Ho's collection is loves! SO PRETTY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401402779138940274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvWjNbNiXXI/AAAAAAAACYk/V6vwM2_LH1Y/s320/_DSC0208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401402787254223138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvWjN5cXwSI/AAAAAAAACYs/JDCSLxSEckc/s320/_DSC0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The rose jacket is so beautiful! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Buy me, Poh. BUY ME :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7994202390898593871?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7994202390898593871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7994202390898593871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7994202390898593871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7994202390898593871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/11/fashionably-late.html' title='FASHIONABLY LATE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SvWb_ItKuWI/AAAAAAAACYU/G1cW4RrfWPo/s72-c/DSC_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8033622634992695548</id><published>2009-11-02T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:01:44.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SILLY'/><title type='text'>COUGH SYRUP AND/OR LEONG MEI SAN</title><content type='html'>I had so many funny encounters today, I must pen it down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter 1:&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to fetch my friend, Mei San from college today at 2pm. She called at 1.45pm and told me she'll be at KPD, Block E (only understandable by HELP-ians) and so I said alright. When I'm about to reach, I called her and say I'll be in, in 5. Then, to some degree of lostness, I somehow happily went to our Main Campus instead and waited for about 2 minutes then only I realize it's the wrong place. So, I drove over to KPD. But Block A! Again, happily waited for about 1 minute, causing so much congestion because apparently I stopped quite in the middle of the road. Then I called her and in the midst of asking her, I then realized she told me it's Block E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter 2:&lt;br /&gt;So, I planned we wanna go Jaya One for lunch because there's wifi for us to complete our assignment. Then, somehow, I forgot a turning and end up in SS2. (Note: We used to go Jaya One 4 out of 7 days in a week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter 3:&lt;br /&gt;I saw a parking in a very busy place. I don't want to park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter 4:&lt;br /&gt;Practised for performance. Somehow, all chords went wrong, I couldn't play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter 5:&lt;br /&gt;I'm more aware already. But hyperness was to it's peak. I laughed and talked like there's no tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter 6:&lt;br /&gt;Drove home and saw something moving/flying on my left. I texted Mei San - " I think I saw ghost".&lt;br /&gt;But it was just a KTM moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter 7: I so want to note today's encounter. Took my computer bag up to my room. But only to realize it was my father's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is it really the cough syrup I had this morning or Leong Mei Mei?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8033622634992695548?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8033622634992695548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8033622634992695548' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8033622634992695548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8033622634992695548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/11/cough-syrup-andor-leong-mei-san.html' title='COUGH SYRUP AND/OR LEONG MEI SAN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-163073936985630667</id><published>2009-11-01T11:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:00:29.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOD'/><title type='text'>KISSATEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;/SNEEZE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though November starts up with a horrible flu and fever, the glory of food comes along the way too :D I got so hyped up the other day I was treated with awesome food that 1 hour later, I puked the desert because I was coughing like I have bronchitis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at Kissaten situated at Palm Square, Jaya One. Serve with reasonable price and a short variety of menu, their food was fairly appropriate with the money we forked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398975239627021218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Su0DYB0ZG6I/AAAAAAAACXk/uPgadzyeOhs/s320/PA300021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tamago Sandwhich at RM7.90. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398975260437834754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Su0DZPWE7AI/AAAAAAAACX0/6IVfn4MSnc0/s320/PA300023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Salmon pasta at Rm19.90&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398975248220518066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Su0DYh1PdrI/AAAAAAAACXs/ECEQ4k_pjuo/s320/PA300022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Roasted chicken pasta at RM15.90&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398975261428227122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Su0DZTCNHDI/AAAAAAAACX8/f8Xy-2cADck/s320/PA300025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Forgot what's this but highly recommended by our chef friend, Jin who came about 1 hour late after we finished our meals. I was accumulating my outburst but because of the meals, it somehow eased. Haha. Irony, no? But it's so true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also, they serve my favorite Hoegarrden, oh loves! But due to my immunity failure, I only drank Ginger Lemon, I suspected is the main cause for making me cough that the girls next table thought I had H1N1. They shifted far away T______T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398977773209682466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Su0FrgJkgiI/AAAAAAAACYM/Xs4_AjB1ppw/s320/PA300020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, instead, Poh who also fall sick had his Hoegarrden and claimed that it only works for him that beer could actually cure his illness. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398977766426686034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Su0FrG4YMlI/AAAAAAAACYE/8hd9qVjldq0/s320/PA300018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Overall, it was quite a good Friday to be honest, which Pandorum ruined the remaining night because I so want to laugh over a movie, but couldn't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-163073936985630667?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/163073936985630667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=163073936985630667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/163073936985630667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/163073936985630667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/11/kissaten.html' title='KISSATEN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Su0DYB0ZG6I/AAAAAAAACXk/uPgadzyeOhs/s72-c/PA300021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5504325607878825070</id><published>2009-10-26T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:53:24.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>FIVE MOVE QUICKLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want November to land on my doorsteps as quick as possible. October is the month I hated most, I literally would want to burry my head on a lump of mud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I'm having quarter life crisis, considering I'll die at the age of 60 approximate. Somehow anger and grumpiness always won over the race. I can't do anything except gulping, which then I felt like the whole world has something to pay me back every second of my breathe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUHHHH~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, I don't understand what I want really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many contradictions with what I want and what I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;November, please come in 5 days quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5504325607878825070?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5504325607878825070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5504325607878825070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5504325607878825070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5504325607878825070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/10/five-move-quickly.html' title='FIVE MOVE QUICKLY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2458731283582558656</id><published>2009-10-22T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:40:40.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><title type='text'>NOT TOO MUCH OF A JOLLY EXPERIENCE</title><content type='html'>I was practically harrassed on phone from 12am to 3am yesterday night. Which made me a total zombie straying around college this morning. It was back then to tell about the story of camping myself every single day at AE 1's corridor (our humongous lecture hall) begging/threaten people to help me out on my thesis survey. Phew~ Hard work and rejections never felt good. Many did helped but majority were just ignorants. Then, we came up to a decision to give credit hours for students if they're willing to participate. This is when reality strikes. Everyone was literally queueing for their surveys. I would say it's their turn to beg us instead of the other way round. And they were so particular about the credit hour they were suppose to get, they highlighted every single contact they could actually reach me. I was quite amazed by their amusement of helping out on my survey because their enquiries were never ending. I then doubt my 1 semester amendment of letter to participant and consent form. So, yesterday while I was about to enter a dream my phone rang in the most awkward ringtone and I think I sounded like a cavewoman, half awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30a.m&lt;br /&gt;Participant: HEY HEY, Are you Jeng Mun?&lt;br /&gt;Cavewoman: Yes..Yes, she is.&lt;br /&gt;Participant: Eh, how to sign up 1?&lt;br /&gt;Cavewoman: Sign up what?!&lt;br /&gt;Participant: Your research. Are we suppose to get 1 hour credit compulsory?&lt;br /&gt;Cavewoman: Yes, that is if you completed my friend's and myself's. So, if you did, just go to... and follow whatever instruction you're supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;Participant: Oh, how ah?&lt;br /&gt;Cavewoman: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this was just one of them who I thought was just merely uninformative.&lt;br /&gt;That's the perfect word I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2458731283582558656?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2458731283582558656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2458731283582558656' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2458731283582558656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2458731283582558656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-too-much-of-jolly-experience.html' title='NOT TOO MUCH OF A JOLLY EXPERIENCE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-946072957779833020</id><published>2009-10-18T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:34:32.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR'/><title type='text'>FABIAN'S GUITAR WAS ROCKING AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeDMRrtV-Rw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeDMRrtV-Rw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you couldn't see my face and I'm lucky that this video deceives my mistakes. I was invited to substitute another guitarist which marks the day I first saw how I really looked like when I'm 110% concentrating on the music notes - nodding my head all the way. Don't ask me why, we came to practise for a day and this is it. I, then want to find a hole to hide because the other performer which everyone reckons him as having great guitar skills blew my heart away :D&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite! This is him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zKrCdAfohI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zKrCdAfohI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-946072957779833020?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/946072957779833020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=946072957779833020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/946072957779833020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/946072957779833020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/10/fabians-guitar-was-rocking-away.html' title='FABIAN&apos;S GUITAR WAS ROCKING AWAY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2056971310533089266</id><published>2009-10-16T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:47:20.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BROKEN'/><title type='text'>WHEN PAIN IS VISIBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Termination is the best solution.&lt;br /&gt;I'd enough of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2056971310533089266?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2056971310533089266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2056971310533089266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2056971310533089266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2056971310533089266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-pain-is-visible.html' title='WHEN PAIN IS VISIBLE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4520754811439795867</id><published>2009-10-11T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T18:06:44.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SILLY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><title type='text'>5 DAYS BEFORE MY LAST MIDTERM</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Drx0-awgWa0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Drx0-awgWa0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm that silly, you already know :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4520754811439795867?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4520754811439795867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4520754811439795867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4520754811439795867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4520754811439795867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-days-before-my-last-midterm.html' title='5 DAYS BEFORE MY LAST MIDTERM'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5611729575781312179</id><published>2009-10-07T18:18:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:56:53.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><title type='text'>DIRECTIONLESS =/</title><content type='html'>What a super duper crazy day (Leonard Chan, 2009).&lt;br /&gt;I've been having bizarre mood swings lately due to piles and piles of work waiting for me each day I opened my eyes. Wait! That's when I choose to not open, and then the piles went higher =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed for FrequenC AGAIN today. Everyone was talking about this guitarist cum singer. And then I finally know why EVERYBODY is talking about him. He's simply charismatic! Cue - He's also performing later tonight :D You've got to catch him. Simply YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to quickly finish the work that I had been procrastinating since god-knows-when and then enjoy the rest of the night with his music and my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, Mid term is next week. ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5611729575781312179?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5611729575781312179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5611729575781312179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5611729575781312179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5611729575781312179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/10/directionless.html' title='DIRECTIONLESS =/'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4216695444810464145</id><published>2009-10-03T02:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T03:15:50.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>WIDE AWAKE FOOD AFTER FOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388079315437020258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SsZNlxJA5GI/AAAAAAAACXc/eIiNOkgGh-g/s320/Desktop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That is exactly why gym is really an essential. We had a row of dinner continuously with supper and I'm now bloated as a whale going wide awake because sleeping made me sink in deep guilt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have to say that Tasty Pot now beats Yuen and Snowflakes now overtake KTZ. It's a Friday BOOM for sure! The amount of people in these two places are ridiculously crazy. We hardly take a breath BUT it's definitely a worth it pay. Not for Murni though :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday booming comes in line with my Control-Temper-Control-Plan quite well until the plan actually goes out of estimation where our usual hang out time prolonged. Yes, excuses. I now feel the guilt all over again. I think I'm gonna explode with such boiling blood in me ONE FINE DAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Save me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4216695444810464145?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4216695444810464145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4216695444810464145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4216695444810464145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4216695444810464145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/10/wide-awake-food-after-food.html' title='WIDE AWAKE FOOD AFTER FOOD'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SsZNlxJA5GI/AAAAAAAACXc/eIiNOkgGh-g/s72-c/Desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3112049363199988208</id><published>2009-09-30T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:36:22.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LUKAS'/><title type='text'>LUKAS DUMB DUMB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; He's growing healthy and naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope this never ends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387284205186413794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SsN6cQo1dOI/AAAAAAAACXM/_3ZiS4V-8OE/s320/5787665437.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and there goes all time cleaning him, his crib and my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3112049363199988208?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3112049363199988208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3112049363199988208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3112049363199988208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3112049363199988208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/09/lukas-dumb-dumb.html' title='LUKAS DUMB DUMB'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SsN6cQo1dOI/AAAAAAAACXM/_3ZiS4V-8OE/s72-c/5787665437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8357581199903474734</id><published>2009-09-25T09:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:13:31.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR'/><title type='text'>THEY NOW HEAR ME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...with so much funny mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Half way of the song, E string ridiculously sticked to the bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hui Yi's book kept on slipping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those bridges I need to repeat, I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Presenting FrequenC's 2nd Public Performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em6/onion_gifs_emoticons-01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My favorite!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NrlwrOb0PYc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NrlwrOb0PYc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The song I stopped half way. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-BQCPxCqYbo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-BQCPxCqYbo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hui Yi's solo &lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://emonizer.googlepages.com/005.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; their MV I hate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcVPws78qCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcVPws78qCM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bosanova's L.O.V.E &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 417px; HEIGHT: 344px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YZl9dxwtB-Q&amp;amp;hl=" width="417" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The remaining 2 songs can be found &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/FrequenC2009#play/uploads/5/aaaRQnOgMEc"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img class="gl_link" alt="Link" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alright. That's it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enjoy your weekend people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em6/onion_gifs_emoticons-15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8357581199903474734?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8357581199903474734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8357581199903474734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8357581199903474734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8357581199903474734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-now-hear-me.html' title='THEY NOW HEAR ME...'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em6/th_onion_gifs_emoticons-01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-8936390039209658171</id><published>2009-09-18T09:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:17:10.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been really 'busy' recently, I've to summarize everything in 1 post. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. DELICIOUS BABES &amp;amp; MOVIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382610477063928050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLftemw-PI/AAAAAAAACT8/EaNT63Saq0g/s320/7535_126082934162_577024162_2397273_5112491_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382610483643635234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLft3HfViI/AAAAAAAACUE/3pNUC8Lt40g/s320/7535_126082969162_577024162_2397280_5557193_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fuhh! Classic Chocolate cake!&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KENWAY &amp;amp; PEANUT SAUCE STEAMBOAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He who claim to have depression still having a huge appetite. It's fun eating with him, seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382611102324883282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLgR34l_1I/AAAAAAAACUM/nKxtTMF6wl4/s320/7535_126082994162_577024162_2397284_7537049_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; .........&lt;br /&gt;4. Off we headed to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOOK OUT POINT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for more chillings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He's first 'trip' to explore our childhood-hangout-places at Cheras. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382611531087972658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLgq1JriTI/AAAAAAAACUU/OTOsDm5XM2Q/s320/7535_126083069162_577024162_2397295_4347717_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. More ups! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GERMAN RESTAURANT AND BAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; somewhere near Saisaki. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382612917748193026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLh7i3PVwI/AAAAAAAACUc/C-aAXqZzlK4/s320/7535_131637019162_577024162_2463819_3574586_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Famous for it's humongous sausages and pork knuckles and and AND....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..HOEGAARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382613516295962162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLieYoJfjI/AAAAAAAACU8/XlCZ6mX4ZYc/s320/7535_131636939162_577024162_2463805_7992925_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382613513608343714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLieOnXsKI/AAAAAAAACU0/0yIr1K40yIU/s320/7535_131636899162_577024162_2463801_7849956_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382614273826575282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLjKephU7I/AAAAAAAACVE/1vpwgGU-Ehg/s320/7535_131637124162_577024162_2463836_4629502_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382614609879776066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLjeCi2O0I/AAAAAAAACVc/JsEQYPoeU10/s320/7535_131636959162_577024162_2463808_149892_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382614621653261602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLjeuZ3XSI/AAAAAAAACVk/LOK0rP0bJJw/s320/7535_131637179162_577024162_2463844_623048_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;......... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MALACCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my umptenth time visiting Malacca this year. Guess it should all stop, no? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382617364366884082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLl-Xzv_PI/AAAAAAAACWU/g69zeFczRIU/s320/9934_255872995276_593095276_8808076_7726134_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382617382498418274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLl_bWpPmI/AAAAAAAACWk/AcYv3RN8AHI/s320/9934_255879300276_593095276_8808222_2816407_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382616728315169858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLlZWVNDEI/AAAAAAAACVs/b3iTSPy2kZg/s320/9934_255862255276_593095276_8807848_7265342_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Various flavors of tarts from chocolate to strawberry to kiwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382617359046267154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLl-D_N0RI/AAAAAAAACWM/_7aO_sD5U-E/s320/9934_255871480276_593095276_8808043_1079694_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Midgets beside me. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382617818595378898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLmYz8QxtI/AAAAAAAACW0/Zk6co7IlkDU/s320/icekacang.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The never ending ice kacang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382617569867298482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLmKVW3drI/AAAAAAAACWs/5oU7gNLaevM/s320/jolly.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;......... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OH CAROL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382622388945828818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLqi10uO9I/AAAAAAAACXE/-eAntXEA0nY/s320/carol%27sbday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Celebrating &lt;a href="http://justme-phebs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Phoebebaby's&lt;/a&gt; new chapter of her life&lt;/strong&gt; (HAHAHA *run*) this Saturday which is tomorrow already! Opps, I'm suppose to make the easiest desert of earth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 58px; HEIGHT: 62px" height="68" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em6/cebollita_animated_onion-02.gif" width="76" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo credits to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://inside-a-candy-jar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CandyLolly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://justme-phebs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phoebebaby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lezheng.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lezheng&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-8936390039209658171?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/8936390039209658171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=8936390039209658171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8936390039209658171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/8936390039209658171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful-moments.html' title='BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SrLftemw-PI/AAAAAAAACT8/EaNT63Saq0g/s72-c/7535_126082934162_577024162_2397273_5112491_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4194556445604785249</id><published>2009-09-11T09:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:33:58.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR'/><title type='text'>MUTE GUITAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Performed for FrequenC 2 days ago. And the soundcheck was...awesome :P&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked like a mad woman swinging some mute guitar on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPUasqsBeSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPUasqsBeSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining songs with my pathetic classical (which you hardly hear) can be viewed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/FrequenC2009#play/uploads/9/QrtzWzUmkmA"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4194556445604785249?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4194556445604785249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4194556445604785249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4194556445604785249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4194556445604785249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/09/mute-guitar.html' title='MUTE GUITAR'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-6261850703766918578</id><published>2009-09-03T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:28:15.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BROKEN'/><title type='text'>I LIVED A LIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wake me up when September ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLEASE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps, it's just so not my week. I had the shittiest week ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just came back from my first class of the semester. We had the most winding lectures and fabulous heartbreaking group assignments. Note that I haven't count on my thesis 2. Which is way more depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Now I had learnt that accumulating the worst subject to be taken during my graduate semester doesn't leave me any memoirs for my undergrad studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like drowning myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dog and I.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're like the cutest creature on earth, no? I even considered working for SPCA and save the world of dogs once though didn't know how to apply for the position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you know me well, you should have knew I had a puppy who passed away 1 year ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's still left an undescribable moment I wouldn't want to mention how it taste again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently, well yesterday to be exact, we bought another puppy. Knowing that this time we've learnt through how to take good care of him and take many many precautions just to ensure our puppy grow healthily without any hassle, something just striked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I received a call saying it's admitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like thunder striking you hard when you felt into deep sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suspected to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puppy virus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worst case, fatal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe just so, faith doesn't really exist between dogs and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wouldn't want to count on how many dogs I've reared and how many died infront of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's sad and for the last puppy I resist owning one ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, it's another...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...still testing my faith between me and him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-6261850703766918578?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/6261850703766918578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=6261850703766918578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6261850703766918578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6261850703766918578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-lived-lie.html' title='I LIVED A LIE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4500341653950153997</id><published>2009-08-31T23:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:49:03.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>JUST THESE LITTLE THINGS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;....that made me happy on a lethargy period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Graduating semester officially starts tomorrow. Well, literally it is but my timetable decided to treat me real good this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have only 1 day class per week. &lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://emonizer.googlepages.com/drool25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Friday we had the awesome-est steamboat since my craving towards Peanut sauce steamboat started 3 weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you have no idea how much I've been wanting to eat this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em1/005.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally! and I really meant FINALLY my tummy said Voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376149050896178898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SpvrE-Y4XtI/AAAAAAAACRU/p1eq8Dzah7s/s320/P8280982.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That's like cooking the weirdest thing on earth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then I have to resume to my thesis mode right now! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SIGH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4500341653950153997?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4500341653950153997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4500341653950153997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4500341653950153997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4500341653950153997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-these-little-things.html' title='JUST THESE LITTLE THINGS...'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em1/th_005.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7722602894502654861</id><published>2009-08-27T13:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:16:25.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR'/><title type='text'>PRETTY LUCKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I was browsing through chords and strumming patterns for my upcoming performance, I came across a video. HAHAHA. It's been a long long long long time since &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=74RJ4QJfKXY"&gt;Tut My Barreh&lt;/a&gt; made me laugh alone infront of my computer screen countlessly. And there comes another who lure me to replay it again and again. Maybe it's just me. I'm prime to laugh at it =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way, his guitar skills is an applause!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*standing ovation*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S: Take note of him singing Colbie Calilat's part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fantastic ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfRNNNALDjg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfRNNNALDjg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7722602894502654861?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7722602894502654861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7722602894502654861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7722602894502654861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7722602894502654861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/08/pretty-lucky.html' title='PRETTY LUCKY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3903717230889442712</id><published>2009-08-23T00:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:28:58.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNAP SHOTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>WE'RE LIKE MARCHING ORDERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's the way it is. Had a sudden mild heart attack when I tried sneaking into Famine's camp at my uni itself because I gave an excuse to use the washroom. Instead, I went jumping up and down trying to take a nice view of the stage. My friend, who's incharged of the camp (some sort of camp leader position) was eyeing furiously at me because she didn't allow me in but I passed the security bit. Then again, why don't they allow people to support their friends? Sigh! Poor la, my 2 friends pointing left and right giving lame excuses to the security but still not able to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 42px; HEIGHT: 33px" height="31" src="http://emonizer.googlepages.com/07.gif" width="78" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh dear. My Saturday night was spent with food glorious food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372834358702395058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SpAkYft4TrI/AAAAAAAACQc/aMOfWKT1BWo/s320/DSC02818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And CandyLolly and Mr. H1N1 were damn hillarious I kept on laughing even when I'm driving back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it's the time of the year where we can go crazy over everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because two/three of them are back!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372837378133313922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SpAnIP-TyYI/AAAAAAAACQs/5Y5XB2YCnHY/s320/PC300154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And now you know where I learnt something more about...photography!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img height="30" src="http://emonizer.googlepages.com/250.gif" width="39" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3903717230889442712?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3903717230889442712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3903717230889442712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3903717230889442712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3903717230889442712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-like-marching-orders.html' title='WE&apos;RE LIKE MARCHING ORDERS'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SpAkYft4TrI/AAAAAAAACQc/aMOfWKT1BWo/s72-c/DSC02818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7984004747470686652</id><published>2009-08-19T18:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:14:36.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELBOURNE TRIP 09'/><title type='text'>STEAM TASTING TOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, my bottle of Moscato has finished. Totally oozes sweetness of this grape juice. A total memoir of my wine tasting tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371618444645265842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SovSg-4EcbI/AAAAAAAACP0/bBSN3TOytWI/s320/P7250585.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Chandon, an infamous sparkling wine. After so many wine tasting which I ended up only taking a sip for each, my face flushed and wasted half a cup of this. Abit of a regret for not finishing up. Sadly, that was right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nonetheless, we're given a lesson on wine tasting. Triple S (reminded by Phoebebaby recently) represents &lt;strong&gt;Smell, Swirl, Sip.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before heading to ride on Puffing Billy aka steam train, we had our breakfast with birds. Serving bird seeds, english tea and some biscuits, all of us, including the birds enjoyed. Difference was that the bird was hunting seeds on our palm while we were trying to attract the birds with the seeds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was brutally attacked by birds once I grasp a bunch of seeds on my hand. Speaking about senses, these birds did a wonderful job. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371618413923875906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SovSfMbhPEI/AAAAAAAACPc/Ji71TzaNznw/s320/IMG_3933.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Introducing Puffing Billy. That steam train everyone was talking about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371618425800260658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SovSf4rEfDI/AAAAAAAACPk/8K2PVwSaeEE/s320/P7250543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Though it may look abit life threatening, this is exactly the correct way to ride on Puffing Billy. Nevertheless, we're reminded to be careful of our shoes ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371618432491990450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SovSgRmgLbI/AAAAAAAACPs/Pbk0mJnSWtE/s320/IMG_3967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Other than that, this tour had so far the best sceneries I've seen in 3 weeks time. Though grape fruits don't harvest during winter, the view and grenneries are still a breather. Would be great to visit during spring :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371623061523876114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SovWtuFtSRI/AAAAAAAACQM/S20bWHs7Rb4/s320/P7250593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371623048725421170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SovWs-aUXHI/AAAAAAAACP8/roczf3l_Uzk/s320/IMG_3782.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, it's this! FUDGES which drives me crazily happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371623070760464738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SovWuQf4cWI/AAAAAAAACQU/G57JZpAkQns/s320/P7250560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's heaven! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7984004747470686652?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7984004747470686652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7984004747470686652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7984004747470686652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7984004747470686652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/08/steam-tasting-tour.html' title='STEAM TASTING TOUR'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SovSg-4EcbI/AAAAAAAACP0/bBSN3TOytWI/s72-c/P7250585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7588550851993752915</id><published>2009-08-18T11:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:16:26.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><title type='text'>THANKS JENGMUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, holiday has been real torturing. When people wishes there're more than 24 hours a day, I silently wished that time could move as fast as they could so that my semester can resume like..tomorrow. I've been eating and munching on whatever-that-can-be-found-in-my-kitchen throughout the day and godknows how I'll look like right after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em6/cebollita_animated_onion-21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I've finally re-submit my ERB. Yay! And that I've been pestering on a mail received recently which made me mad happy everytime i open my mailbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371149695878763234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SoooMNpNEuI/AAAAAAAACPU/VVk8ksix8RM/s320/thank+you+jengmun.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;As simple as it says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7588550851993752915?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7588550851993752915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7588550851993752915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7588550851993752915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7588550851993752915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-jengmun.html' title='THANKS JENGMUN'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em6/th_cebollita_animated_onion-21.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4297845783590266718</id><published>2009-08-13T11:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:33:42.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELBOURNE TRIP 09'/><title type='text'>SOVEREIGN HILL, BALLARAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em6/onion_msn_smilies-12.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even before I fly over, I've &lt;a href="http://arryil.blogspot.com/2009/07/ballarat.html"&gt;read&lt;/a&gt; and heard so much about this place which to me is quite an amusement on how they "preserve" every single thing to the 80's. It seems like a must-visit place if you ever landed on Melbourne deducing by the number of times CandyLolly brings her friends and family members everytime they visit her. &lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://emonizer.googlepages.com/005.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369294907495090626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SoORRUePCcI/AAAAAAAACOM/IRZcv7EK-nU/s320/P7210387picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So there was I, on a sunny day with strong wind and an approximately 10°C weather watching people role play. Even the children were doing the thing. I wonder how much they got paid for that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369296917224903986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SoOTGTTKVTI/AAAAAAAACOU/zGFknLNQKhE/s320/IMG_3542+(2)+picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we adjoined to role play too. To dress up like LADIES IN THE 80'S !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369299775526396994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SoOVsrTV5EI/AAAAAAAACOc/y5RyWuIPCu8/s320/IMG_3639+picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369299783378058402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SoOVtIjUvKI/AAAAAAAACOk/hWDHGzHUtu4/s320/IMG_3640picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can't believe I'm uploading this here. But it's the highlight of the trip. We even got an 80's photoshoot but all of us looked like corpse so just check out FB if you want to have a look. That is if you know me &lt;a href="http://emoticonizer.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://emonizer.googlepages.com/020.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not to forget our Gold Mining Tour which ridiculously possibly stimulate my adrenalic flow just by taking a mild moving train going down to earth. It's cold and dark. I shall not mention how I reacted. Heh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369304800198312674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SoOaRJqewuI/AAAAAAAACO0/aSOvA_CRcxA/s320/gold+limay+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369304790336219794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SoOaQk7LKpI/AAAAAAAACOs/_0IwSgfbqMA/s320/gold+candy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Blogging about this made me felt like visiting Sovereign Hill once more. LOL! I love their era with lots of colorful and fluffy dresses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369309286433640610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SoOeWSMVUKI/AAAAAAAACPE/XI7EmWlvPfE/s320/hats+candy+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Especially their hats. Oh gosh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When can we wear this in KL, now? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SIGH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4297845783590266718?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4297845783590266718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4297845783590266718' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4297845783590266718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4297845783590266718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/08/sovereign-hill-ballarat.html' title='SOVEREIGN HILL, BALLARAT'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/em6/th_onion_msn_smilies-12.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4342346601307304684</id><published>2009-08-05T10:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:18:09.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELBOURNE TRIP 09'/><title type='text'>MT.BULLER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a reminiscence just by looking at the tons of pictures taken from the past 3 weeks. Never will I forget the days I spend on a winter at Melbourne with the 2 silliest women in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Opss! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366315031673183058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Snj7Ft-4G1I/AAAAAAAACKQ/ZqzsvDGQgoQ/s320/IMG_3419-tiltshift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is Mt Buller. We took a day trip with some China tour agency and started to hate Hongkies-English slang for life. More appropriately pronouced Mt. Buller as Mt. BULLA, I almost wanted to give a huge slap on the tour guide for speaking with that slang. I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366317616300221154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Snj9cKd-4uI/AAAAAAAACKw/W_HW062sEL0/s320/P7160033.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This chair lift is fun. Lifting you high up to the snow mountain and skiing down using your 1 hour learnt skill was quite a challenging task. Imagine yourself performing some X-game stunts and then lost control and roll down from the slopes and finally landed on a tree. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366317599455175522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Snj9bLtz42I/AAAAAAAACKY/D9WvY1NdheQ/s320/IMG_3244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I wore 5 sheets of clothes that day and was sweating in the midst of skiing on a snow mountain. Skiing is fun because you don't need to walk. It's merely control of your body posture and legs to move, turn and stop. I hope I don't get that wrong :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366322635020786722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SnkCASqNXCI/AAAAAAAACLA/IvdTHql4C-o/s320/IMG_3255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But of course, almost everyone would agree that it's tiring to slowly walk up hill to get a few minutes of enjoyment while skiing down. This is when this lift saves our energy. Need quite a strong hand muscles, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366317606877463826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Snj9bnXbBRI/AAAAAAAACKo/1HJ5a3zjg2Q/s320/IMG_3429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After all the ahhh and whoaaa, we adjoined to build our very own snow man. It took us quite some time to think whether a snow man has a neck. HAHA. And this is definitely a fatty imbalanced snow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366317603359346274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Snj9baQozmI/AAAAAAAACKg/bbGYiJPI9Jk/s320/IMG_3275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Upon leaving, it was snowing. Sigh. Looking at snow flakes falling was indeed a breather. Time passes really quick, we were reluctant to leave the place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall bashfully post a video of me skiing from a slope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ee92cbb5c92f2c3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ee92cbb5c92f2c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331184017%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ABB05047BC57B2744C36B3C8E06345B7C3CEFAF.545EB65BFEFDDB983DCC2D8BB215158319953728%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee92cbb5c92f2c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D91FRWJS__U1KdmjK5c7dEKqCNwU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ee92cbb5c92f2c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331184017%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ABB05047BC57B2744C36B3C8E06345B7C3CEFAF.545EB65BFEFDDB983DCC2D8BB215158319953728%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee92cbb5c92f2c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D91FRWJS__U1KdmjK5c7dEKqCNwU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4342346601307304684?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ee92cbb5c92f2c3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4342346601307304684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4342346601307304684' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4342346601307304684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4342346601307304684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/08/mtbuller.html' title='MT.BULLER'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Snj7Ft-4G1I/AAAAAAAACKQ/ZqzsvDGQgoQ/s72-c/IMG_3419-tiltshift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-163507277111056784</id><published>2009-08-02T17:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:43:56.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELBOURNE TRIP 09'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><title type='text'>FOOD AND I - EYE TO EYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SnVdOa49o6I/AAAAAAAACKA/9nnUjkciXs8/s1600-h/MELBOURNE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeloooo.. I'm all back in Malaysia, physically and mentally. It's weird my tummy having jet lag. Still crave for food every 2 hours just like winter in Melbourne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially when browsing through pictures of food I had in the past 3 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365297711729196306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 538px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SnVd153VvRI/AAAAAAAACKI/OECarpTVqvM/s400/CROWN.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gulp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Souvlaki, Max Brenner, Custard Bun, Vege Bar's Mee Goreng, Mango Pudding, Meringue, Coffee Club, Dumplings, Tiramisu, Thai food, Spider Roll........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Which explains why the first thing my mom said when she picks me up at the terminal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You've gained weight!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-.-'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-163507277111056784?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/163507277111056784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=163507277111056784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/163507277111056784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/163507277111056784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-and-i-eye-to-eye.html' title='FOOD AND I - EYE TO EYE'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SnVd153VvRI/AAAAAAAACKI/OECarpTVqvM/s72-c/CROWN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4329379856531553544</id><published>2009-07-30T08:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:27:44.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELBOURNE TRIP 09'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><title type='text'>MELBOURNE IS ENDING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364055401748643330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SnDz98i-PgI/AAAAAAAACJo/ar8i1nA5s-M/s320/IMG_3184a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As cliche as it may sound, I'm going back tomorrow when the weather here is getting better and thesis work is about to start. Everything goes with the flow (ERB rejected, SIGH) and am thinking of re-indulging with stress and fear on the 8 hours flight, already. Anyhow, this post is not a ranting one but also not gonna be a full description on my trip so far in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;How was it, you ask me? Well of course, it's FUN. With voluptuous day trips, shoppings, sumptious food and silly friends around, nothing else explains but definitely a worth it vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I estimated about a minimum of 5000 photos taken during the 3 weeks trip. Once I've sorted everything out, this blog gonna turn into Melbourne travelogue. LOL !!! Period. If I've got the time. Period. I'm not lazy. Period. I enjoy drama marathon more than blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's it. Let's end this post with a picture of my 2 silly tourguides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364058308670486738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SnD2nJrJeNI/AAAAAAAACJw/aQ7c5PuV4Ms/s320/P7130271_picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See ya all in M'sia soon &lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4329379856531553544?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4329379856531553544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4329379856531553544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4329379856531553544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4329379856531553544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/07/melbourne-is-ending.html' title='MELBOURNE IS ENDING'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SnDz98i-PgI/AAAAAAAACJo/ar8i1nA5s-M/s72-c/IMG_3184a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7681837043540367917</id><published>2009-07-12T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:22:23.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELBOURNE TRIP 09'/><title type='text'>YEL-LOW IS THE NEW HELLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Poh and I started saying Yel-low to substitute Hello whenever we call each other, hence I'm trying to greet my readers with the new HELLO yo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure most have already know (if you don't, I'll tell you now) I'll be leaving M'sia tomorrow and most probably landing in the land of Aussie this time, tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never been so touched by wishes since I was chosen to serve the country, which was the first event that made me leave home all by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, thanks all for wishing me a safe journey, I'm really grateful :) Not to mention of reminding me to never forget their souvenirs though :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe. Anyhow, I'm so freaky excited that I couldn't sleep for now. LOL. Will definitely update on my 3 weeks trip, so do check out, grandmama, grandpapa, cousins, aunties, mama, papa and of course my beloved mates :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care all and enjoy your holiday :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7681837043540367917?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7681837043540367917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7681837043540367917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7681837043540367917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7681837043540367917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/07/yel-low-is-new-hello.html' title='YEL-LOW IS THE NEW HELLO'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3135721445283626894</id><published>2009-07-10T23:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:43:48.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FEELINGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>ESTIMATION OF POST EXAM AND ANOTHER FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeap. I'm done with my second last semester. Which means, I've got 1 more sem towards graduating. Many are longing for the day to come, not for me though. I don't know why. I'm enjoying uni life so much that I felt like studying for my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May be due to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356859270886517698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SldjIADy68I/AAAAAAAACIg/ta_kK18hO3c/s320/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356859275336111698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SldjIQoqVlI/AAAAAAAACIo/vWI-vCjwCMA/s320/DSC02608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...the post exam fun we had ! It's been like a ritual. The last day of exam equals day out with lots of crazy stuff and craps till the stars fall. Above are the pictures imitating China family portrait in the 40's..... At a Shopping Complex. HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SILLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's ridiculous. Till today, I'm still thinking about how motherly figured girls actually sexually attracted most of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's like falling in love with a person who actually act/looks like your mother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.M.G!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking from the psychology perspective, Freud's psychodynamic theory finally applicable to real life! This guy may be still dwelling with Oedipus complex (jealous about father because felt in love with mother) unconsciously. AND AND AND, he's actually having castration anxiety caused by oedipus rivalry from the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So never ever underestimate Motherly/Fatherly figure (which has another almost similar explanation).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whoaa, I've been thinking this issue for days, and this guy actually evolve around my life for so many years while I don't even realize his... PAIN. My oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(I hope he ain't reading this. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And so, it's a Friday Awesomeness. Went to dinner with the Jin and the Poh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Jin Kit.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356867166455746690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SldqTlWMUII/AAAAAAAACJI/c6YBHTcgS9E/s320/P7100252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Poh&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356867145272383106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SldqSWbr1oI/AAAAAAAACIw/KXmfLztezbM/s320/P7100236.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Some random singers. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356867158958168226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SldqTJaoWKI/AAAAAAAACJA/zdpXhrCIMPY/s320/P7100248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Was a good cosy place to hang out, specially err..formulated for couples, though we went in three but still..I love the environment and food. Definitely worth your money. Oh ya, there're two guys walking around sing songs for you somemore. LOL. You can singalong if you wish to :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wonderful Friday never come in absolute silence, 'coz I just realize that's us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whatever it is, shall meet Friday for the next month :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356868113732095154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SldrKuOeTLI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Wfw921uPgt8/s320/DSC02635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Goodbye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3135721445283626894?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3135721445283626894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3135721445283626894' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3135721445283626894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3135721445283626894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-underestimate.html' title='ESTIMATION OF POST EXAM AND ANOTHER FRIDAY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SldjIADy68I/AAAAAAAACIg/ta_kK18hO3c/s72-c/DSC02605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-9116387071476676061</id><published>2009-07-05T20:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:30:23.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S ON YOUR STUDY BREAK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm enjoying the BREAK rather than STUDYING to be precise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;29062009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354956387999234322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SlCgdo5nORI/AAAAAAAACIA/Z4KQw2MWPTw/s320/P6260218.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Worst day of the week. Gym, Pulau Ketam Steamboat and a complimentary Krispy Kreme should never ever come together. Walked like a horse in the latter due to aches and bloated stomach. Then, received a phone call from the travel agency which strucked me hard, like a lightning. Visa got rejected. I read P/S:ILOVEYOU to sleep rather than textbook because the figure on the front cover of Exceptional Children Development textbook looked a like my travel agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;30062009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went on a spontaneous Port Dickson-Half-Bloated-Half-Flabbergasted visit just to fulfill my favorite driver's sunset photography gratification. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok la, to fulfill ours as well :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354950221252780402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SlCa2r-r4XI/AAAAAAAACH4/ftH1U6o4M-w/s400/P6300332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354956393454173458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SlCgd9OK_RI/AAAAAAAACII/0B6Gl5SHeVs/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wave of romanticism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's beautiful even if you dip yourself into the green sea water.&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day with Seremban's famous crab and coconut soup as dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Yummylicious dinner irresistable! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;01072009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waited for the whole day for a phone call. Never able to concentrate though I woke up being hardworking and all. Until it's reaching the evening, my travel agent made a prank on me. I was rejected again wth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;he actually also called my Mom and told her I was approved, after my phone call. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;02072009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy all day long. Never able to study again because was busy attending the worst so called substitution class. Also went to Krispy Kreme after group discussion. We're productive in brain and stomach !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03072009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's Friday, Baby. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE HAD 8 PAX! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354961409442083010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SlClB7O4cMI/AAAAAAAACIQ/BVbxNc80as4/s320/Pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. That's our bond. Crapping bond. Catching up has never been a difficult task for us. I had a fruitful evening with 3 Enginneers, an Executive, a Graphic Designer a Social worker (wanna-be's) and Poh. Was so freaky happy when I told the waitress that we want a &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; table. HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354962812195136578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SlCmTk5RZEI/AAAAAAAACIY/NYxmDt_esWM/s320/P7030226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally had a taste with a DSLR. Which made me missing it more and more.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome pictures undeniable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT I WANT I WANT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-9116387071476676061?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/9116387071476676061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=9116387071476676061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/9116387071476676061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/9116387071476676061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-on-your-study-break.html' title='WHAT&apos;S ON YOUR STUDY BREAK?'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SlCgdo5nORI/AAAAAAAACIA/Z4KQw2MWPTw/s72-c/P6260218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2441875440600466116</id><published>2009-06-26T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:18:15.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR'/><title type='text'>FrequenC AUDITION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So...I suddenly got asked to do an audition for FrequenC concert 2 days ago. And here I am, this afternoon to do what I do best :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4d236e899ffe2c9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04d236e899ffe2c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331184017%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DE3DFD0A021621A7AF9BD7B3E4770BB841C2741.5C1433DE455F38896B1850895A0A0E674F706945%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4d236e899ffe2c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAYp2vNOzwGo-LW9yi80ZmxUfDXg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04d236e899ffe2c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331184017%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DE3DFD0A021621A7AF9BD7B3E4770BB841C2741.5C1433DE455F38896B1850895A0A0E674F706945%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4d236e899ffe2c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAYp2vNOzwGo-LW9yi80ZmxUfDXg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I like HuiYi's voice seriously. She sings well. And that's Mia on the most right. She's the judge together with MeiSin, 8TV Superstar winner years ago who I suppose are the founders for FrequenC. Well.. If you did notice and could possibly hear, it's an Acoustic guitar which I have to thank Mei San for sneaking his brother's for me. LOL. Strumming has never been my cup of tea. HAHAHA. What's more holding a Pick? Gosh.. Hope that entertains you !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonetheless, I had so much of fun! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d86b84fa9b8535c6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd86b84fa9b8535c6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331184017%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D36FD5B1409213BC35AF899959151F024B3949740.4AA189A622858626AF9F5DEA198A3A69D55F5BF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd86b84fa9b8535c6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI-EZvD2xdNeKgtkDlHAeuMlCDrM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd86b84fa9b8535c6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331184017%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D36FD5B1409213BC35AF899959151F024B3949740.4AA189A622858626AF9F5DEA198A3A69D55F5BF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd86b84fa9b8535c6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI-EZvD2xdNeKgtkDlHAeuMlCDrM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know all songs are so cheesy. We'll do better next time coz apparently Poh who came support said our performance was just So-so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Plan to do classical next time. Brushing up those Strum Strum skills with that Pick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2441875440600466116?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4d236e899ffe2c9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d86b84fa9b8535c6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2441875440600466116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2441875440600466116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2441875440600466116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2441875440600466116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/06/frequenc-audition.html' title='FrequenC AUDITION'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-2252409343641965119</id><published>2009-06-19T10:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:26:24.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNAP SHOTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><title type='text'>OMG. I'M MINIATURE-ED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sjr6UK4qbgI/AAAAAAAACHY/JQU1Q6V4HcY/s1600-h/P4060218-tiltshift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348862731882229250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sjr6UK4qbgI/AAAAAAAACHY/JQU1Q6V4HcY/s400/P4060218-tiltshift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is so so cool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UPDATED:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349075536985267378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sju73Dq9HLI/AAAAAAAACHg/UXuYmfCBLnY/s400/hatyai+market.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349075545605494162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sju73jyLVZI/AAAAAAAACHw/MA9wg-Me1IQ/s400/avillion+beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349075543346212706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sju73bXhb2I/AAAAAAAACHo/mJUSJ7yesr8/s400/malaysia+flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-2252409343641965119?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/2252409343641965119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=2252409343641965119' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2252409343641965119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/2252409343641965119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-im-miniature-ed.html' title='OMG. I&apos;M MINIATURE-ED'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sjr6UK4qbgI/AAAAAAAACHY/JQU1Q6V4HcY/s72-c/P4060218-tiltshift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5322949255181650247</id><published>2009-06-17T09:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:31:04.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Birthday)'/><title type='text'>LIMAY ONG PHOEBE ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I'll sneak in some time to say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;.....&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPPYYYY&lt;/span&gt; 22nd &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;POMPUAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope everything's good and smooth and fine and easy and fun for you ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silly you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348116777894425698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjhT37u0NGI/AAAAAAAACHI/r2EF-KjNC1o/s320/4193_83224829162_577024162_1802872_7530942_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348117973628249042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjhU9iL-Y9I/AAAAAAAACHQ/lWkKoyMr6q0/s320/PC300129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yeah Babe. We shall reunite yo :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5322949255181650247?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5322949255181650247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5322949255181650247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5322949255181650247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5322949255181650247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/06/limay-ong-phoebe.html' title='LIMAY ONG PHOEBE ♥'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjhT37u0NGI/AAAAAAAACHI/r2EF-KjNC1o/s72-c/4193_83224829162_577024162_1802872_7530942_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5459097054356139425</id><published>2009-06-14T18:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:53:02.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPENINGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VACATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>CONFESSIONS OF BREAKING OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjTQEH3fBXI/AAAAAAAACGg/L7j7NUp5LSA/s1600-h/P6121325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347127426845443442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjTQEH3fBXI/AAAAAAAACGg/L7j7NUp5LSA/s320/P6121325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still find it hard to breath after drama marathon-ing for 6 hours continuously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORE EYES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My tiny planner and to-do-list are flooded with tears. So much things to be done, yet I'm so freaking lazy. Couldn't even organize all my thoughts right now 'coz I think I'm conditioned to developing Pre-Traumatic Stress Disorder everytime I scheduled to meet my supervisor. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Put that aside. I've gain so much weight my face looked like chimpanzee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347126822867921522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjTPg94BanI/AAAAAAAACGQ/nUzVSE9vdrg/s320/P5241033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347126832909339346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjTPhjSFStI/AAAAAAAACGY/Gy8Lg46qkdc/s320/P6121396.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Food and I, Eye to Eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SIGH...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last few Saturdays (so many weeks ago, I forgot when) was this Extreme Breakdance Comedy show - BREAKOUT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was too excited for the show I totally ignore my knee who apparently got injured as a result of driving in sleep deprivation. They're awesome I stood in ovation and screamed my lungs out !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhX5jUhbp20/SeV4C7F7-ZI/AAAAAAAABMU/N5pOMn3JaTI/s400/breakout09%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.thaiticketmajor.com/performance/images/breakout/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Teehee.. The guys're cute and the girls're hot!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 650px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 449px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://happyzone.busan.com/event/event/bipaf02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347132526866553426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjTUs-7RWlI/AAAAAAAACGo/RZP1Zx4GCIg/s320/P5241052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Overall, I would say it's all worth the money on tickets. The only thing that I missed bringing was a cap. A hippie glitter cap to groove with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have already know, coz you've heard me twittering/ mumbling a gabzillion times, I'm finally officially flying to Melbourne next month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOHOO! *jumps hysterically*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, I'm quite afraid to fly alone. I got no one to talk to, smile to, camwhore to, and eat to in a freaking 8 hours +. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come with me, Chan Leonard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, influenza H1N1 is spreading fast. I've to take many precautions and safety pills (e.g. vitamins, sanitizer, masks) along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give myself a month of preparation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh! Sounds like a war. A war to meet my BABES YO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5459097054356139425?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5459097054356139425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5459097054356139425' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5459097054356139425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5459097054356139425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/06/confessions-of-breaking-out.html' title='CONFESSIONS OF BREAKING OUT'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjTQEH3fBXI/AAAAAAAACGg/L7j7NUp5LSA/s72-c/P6121325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3652772598097930671</id><published>2009-06-13T01:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:57:58.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Birthday)'/><title type='text'>OUR 3 YEARS OF JOURNEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjKWDodyNKI/AAAAAAAACGI/KPS3Yp8qpaM/s1600-h/P6121331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346500696788317346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SjKWDodyNKI/AAAAAAAACGI/KPS3Yp8qpaM/s320/P6121331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will remember you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will you remember me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the good times that we had?&lt;br /&gt;I let them slip away from us when things got bad&lt;br /&gt;How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired but&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Standin' on the edge of something much too deep&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word&lt;br /&gt;We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard&lt;br /&gt;But I will remember youWill you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night&lt;br /&gt;You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light&lt;br /&gt;And I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;br /&gt;And I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Don�t let your life pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Weep not for the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- I will remember you by Sarah McLachlan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P/S: HAPPY 23rd BIRTHDAY LEONG MEI MEI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3652772598097930671?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3652772598097930671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3652772598097930671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4311909703743923516</id><published>2009-06-09T09:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:15:10.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET&apos;S CELEBRATE (Family)'/><title type='text'>MY 9 YEAR OLD PIANO TEACHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d013f7bac752a345" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4311909703743923516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4311909703743923516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4311909703743923516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4311909703743923516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-9-year-old-piano-teacher.html' title='MY 9 YEAR OLD PIANO TEACHER'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-5222702084312973371</id><published>2009-06-06T16:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:11:38.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FEELINGS'/><title type='text'>I DON'T HAVE THE STRENGTH TO STAY AWAY FROM YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SiovC_0yDjI/AAAAAAAACGA/Q23JJOw_624/s1600-h/P5301162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344135636367576626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SiovC_0yDjI/AAAAAAAACGA/Q23JJOw_624/s320/P5301162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;Some self-amusement moment after watching Twilight and 50 First Dates in a row on a scorching Saturday. &lt;div align="center"&gt;That's my cousin plucking my classical guitar like a Gu Cheng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was a day to mark. I've to repeat myself 394289 times to the responses received when I put up that personal message on MSN. Hey, Thanks babe. Thanks Hunks. Thanks Mama who finally talk to me about the Poh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoaaa.. Hell yea I didn't reveal too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I could say for NOW is..It's progressing quite smooth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish US luck :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am gonna attend this humogous glamorous 1 year old birthday party tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More updates soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S: 'Coz I realized I left behind BREAKOUT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-5222702084312973371?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/5222702084312973371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=5222702084312973371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5222702084312973371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/5222702084312973371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-have-strength-to-stay-away-from.html' title='I DON&apos;T HAVE THE STRENGTH TO STAY AWAY FROM YOU'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SiovC_0yDjI/AAAAAAAACGA/Q23JJOw_624/s72-c/P5301162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-4005159390110819444</id><published>2009-06-04T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:49:01.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>MID TERM ENDS TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SifrntuSelI/AAAAAAAACF4/8LFaLt3mU5E/s1600-h/P6041189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343498550419552850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SifrntuSelI/AAAAAAAACF4/8LFaLt3mU5E/s320/P6041189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, exams battle is OVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I have assignments battle yet to begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm on eudaimonia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will come back soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, you taking Ethics tomorrow. ALL THE BEST YEA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-4005159390110819444?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/4005159390110819444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=4005159390110819444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4005159390110819444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/4005159390110819444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/06/mid-term-ends-today.html' title='MID TERM ENDS TODAY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SifrntuSelI/AAAAAAAACF4/8LFaLt3mU5E/s72-c/P6041189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-899912831478602942</id><published>2009-06-02T12:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:45:34.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><title type='text'>AWWW.. HE'S SUCH A CUTE GUY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SiStsugPH2I/AAAAAAAACFw/vdI-j43PxOw/s1600-h/P5291116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342586041877340002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SiStsugPH2I/AAAAAAAACFw/vdI-j43PxOw/s320/P5291116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAIYA, not this one lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one irritates me most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm having exam in 3 hours time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's battle week again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sing me a lullaby, I'm so happy today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: Who's that cute guy? heh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-899912831478602942?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/899912831478602942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=899912831478602942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/899912831478602942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/899912831478602942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/06/awww-hes-such-cute-guy.html' title='AWWW.. HE&apos;S SUCH A CUTE GUY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/SiStsugPH2I/AAAAAAAACFw/vdI-j43PxOw/s72-c/P5291116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-6481868459694761812</id><published>2009-05-27T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:16:41.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><title type='text'>THERE'RE SO MUCH LOVE OUT THERE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Miss them real real much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Yea, unless I fly over)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340475693146268962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sh0uWQ2XZSI/AAAAAAAACFY/SAielrXUwWo/s320/P1020405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340475700765021410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sh0uWtO0VOI/AAAAAAAACFg/JBw5zGS5Tb4/s320/PC310192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340475705644592994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sh0uW_aMr2I/AAAAAAAACFo/0eLfebfR7zY/s320/PC310169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I guess it's the difference that made us come together.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-6481868459694761812?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/6481868459694761812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=6481868459694761812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6481868459694761812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/6481868459694761812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/05/therere-so-much-love-out-there.html' title='THERE&apos;RE SO MUCH LOVE OUT THERE!'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Sh0uWQ2XZSI/AAAAAAAACFY/SAielrXUwWo/s72-c/P1020405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-7381916904364570079</id><published>2009-05-27T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:27:27.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><title type='text'>FINDING MY WAY BACK INTO ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT SHOULD I DO..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do.. do....do..do... (voice reflection in a closed room)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-7381916904364570079?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/7381916904364570079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=7381916904364570079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7381916904364570079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/7381916904364570079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/05/finding-my-way-back-into.html' title='FINDING MY WAY BACK INTO ♥'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-499582980381782396</id><published>2009-05-23T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:32:56.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY OUT'/><title type='text'>RANDOM EPILOGUE III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. I was quite amuzed by the responses I've received from my remaining 4 and a half readers. At the same time, my cousins who regularly come stalk me and didn't leave any comments irritates me because at the end of the day, they'll sms/call me to tell how they MOLESTED my Blog :(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644069279351122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShasfuOkQVI/AAAAAAAACEg/Qj0GzOsjLOs/s320/P5120979.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644073797580562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Shasf_Dy9xI/AAAAAAAACEo/IqYnle4tkAE/s320/P5120986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I guess this was like 2/3 weeks ago already. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY CHEE KHONG&lt;/strong&gt;. He's super shy. Irks me alot :D Totally oozes that chicken skin when he says "Jengmun, I want donut.."&lt;br /&gt;OKOK, we go get together okay? HEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Since it's titled random, I shall upload something really erm.. aimless :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338645698932815298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/Shat-lKOtcI/AAAAAAAACEw/rI_Uox0OEic/s320/P5210999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Because I have to attend classes 5 days a week, it made me sleep/ day dream even more in class. This is not my lecturer therefore I caught him. To keep for remembrance, cannot? It sounded more like a political class rather than youth and services. I'm totally amazed by Guest lectures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338648292092152402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShawVhbmClI/AAAAAAAACE4/hxj0UacZGnM/s320/P5221006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 4. Oh this place! LOL. Our childhood, teenage, youngster hang out/dating place! LOL. How I miss those moments of blushing and stuttering when we met our ... crushes. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I kept on playing the guitar whenever I thought of my assignments and thesis. My brother suddenly open my room door and said, Stop Playing Retarded Tunes! &lt;div align="center"&gt;I cried in agony because I was actually really enjoying those retarded tunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6.I felt so manly man because I played Poh so many love songs despite all the nagging and complaints. It's like a romantic scene. Just that positions were shifted. Until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338649455286780514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShaxZOqzgmI/AAAAAAAACFA/yH-nYzE1RhY/s320/P5221011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6....I felt like the sky turned black suddenly and then someone played a burned disc of thunder and rain sound effect. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338649457193773714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShaxZVxd6pI/AAAAAAAACFI/AHnpjJIgOcc/s320/P5221012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;7. Because he who claim to enjoy my music, felt asleep plus that G-string snapped onto my face without any prior notice. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338649458252540626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShaxZZt5atI/AAAAAAAACFQ/mg9OTcd6CQY/s320/P5221019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8. That's the most annoying thing in the world when you put so much effort and never one appreciates it. Sigh. Plus, tomorrow, the Saturday which I must attend a 9 to 5pm class really is killing me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why la this world so unfair ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Give me strength people! Give me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-499582980381782396?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/499582980381782396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=499582980381782396' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/499582980381782396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/499582980381782396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-epilogue-iii.html' title='RANDOM EPILOGUE III'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShasfuOkQVI/AAAAAAAACEg/Qj0GzOsjLOs/s72-c/P5120979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1472792124134998953</id><published>2009-05-21T21:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:28:09.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BROKEN'/><title type='text'>FOR THE FIRST TIME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...I don't feel like having Fridays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'CUZ ABOVE IT ALL. THIS IS THE BEGINNING WHERE THE LAST ONE ENDS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, that call doesn't amend anymore. No. There isn't any calls. You don't take mine. Why? Then what's the meaning of a Friday, already? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can totally feel it. Why do you not do like you should? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's complicated and I have no time for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I just turn back time? CAN I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiya, I know my cousins and aunties all stalking my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall not reveal that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh. Take care to my remaining 4 and a half readers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: should put for invited readers status.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1472792124134998953?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1472792124134998953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1472792124134998953' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1472792124134998953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1472792124134998953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-first-time.html' title='FOR THE FIRST TIME...'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-3724928674069218963</id><published>2009-05-19T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:28:53.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE ISSUES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLEGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MISCELLANEOUS'/><title type='text'>EH, YOU DON'T TAKE CLASS PSY216?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShK_C9UFqMI/AAAAAAAACEY/Humh70SBuno/s1600-h/P5180994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337538565926922434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShK_C9UFqMI/AAAAAAAACEY/Humh70SBuno/s320/P5180994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't see yourself stuffing with these too :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hui Yi said it's good 'coz she's taking 216 with me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dogs rescue update &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I'm so happy to read it from SPCA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A quick update on our Rescue &amp;amp; Relief work at Pulau Selat Kering, as well as our long-term plans to address the dog overpopulation crisis in Pulau Ketam. You will also be happy to know that all the dogs have been given a thorough check-up by a private vet, and 8 are back at the SPCA Office recuperating while 4 others are being treated at the vet!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall end this abruptly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-3724928674069218963?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/3724928674069218963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=3724928674069218963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3724928674069218963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/3724928674069218963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/05/eh-you-dont-take-class-psy216.html' title='EH, YOU DON&apos;T TAKE CLASS PSY216?'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/ShK_C9UFqMI/AAAAAAAACEY/Humh70SBuno/s72-c/P5180994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4400278453024023639.post-1958579572651096502</id><published>2009-05-11T22:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:31:39.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEMOIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>QUIET AND CLOUDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's what my name means, I'm trying to tell you :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;沈 (shen) = to sink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;静 (jing) = quiet/gentle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;雯 (wen) = coloring of clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Etymology wise, 沈 (shen) means "to sink", which is also a simplification of &lt;a title="瀋" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E7%80%8B"&gt;瀋&lt;/a&gt; (can't read this XD), meaning "juice" or "liquid". If you have already noticed, the 沈 (shen) has 3 strokes on the left (San Dian Sui), which denotes "water", thus relates to sinking in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Han Characters, however, 沈 (shen) used as a surname could possibly mean "Men Who Don't Yield to Power" :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;静 (jing), on the other hand, can be separated to 2 parts, &lt;a title="青" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E9%9D%92"&gt;青&lt;/a&gt; (green)+ &lt;a title="争" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E4%BA%89"&gt;争&lt;/a&gt; (fight). Interestingly, when both comes together, it means quiet or gentle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;雯 (wen) simply means coloring of the clouds or cloud patterns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look what I've found,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.kangxizidian.com/kangxi/1371.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;My 雯 (wen) actually comes from a long way though :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hahaha! So, I SHOULD be a quiet and gentle person, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4400278453024023639-1958579572651096502?l=nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/feeds/1958579572651096502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4400278453024023639&amp;postID=1958579572651096502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1958579572651096502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4400278453024023639/posts/default/1958579572651096502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobody-has-a-role.blogspot.com/2009/05/quiet-and-cloudy.html' title='QUIET AND CLOUDY'/><author><name>JENGMUN, SAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16714678949541618259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__DiGkB-Dumc/S0nxtJ167ZI/AAAAAAAACf8/J5EzOkvXAd0/S220/_DSC0090.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
